Fly Me To The Moon - (773) 598-4803

• Casablanca Like Atmoshpere
• Live Music-Piano and Singing
• Martini Bar / Wine Bar

Come enjoin best delicious food of Chicago City! Owner nice guy treat every people great! I Love pasta and sauce! Music free! Piano tonite! Bring many friends to eat lobster ravioli choice to sauce! Steak better to Gibson steak! Best wine of Chicago! Dom Perignon Champagne for you wife? Happy time to eat great food nice guy owner. Cheaps. Please to you come eat tonite!

You fithy pig! You actually threaten to call the police and have us arrested if we refuse to pay $49.95 for your digusting, stringy, freezer-burned, discolored, shrivled, 3 0z. twin lobster tails? How long were they in the freezer? Seriously, 13 months? 18 months? How DARE you put those on a plate and expect someone to put them in there MOUTH? How dare you charge $50 for that pathetic garbage? That's $55 including tax, and $66 including tip! That's $33 per 3 0z. tail! That's $11 an ounce, you thieving pipsqueek! And they are inedible! Are you an idiot? After the outrageous manner in which you berated us in front of the other unfortunate diners in your stink palace, your lucky my husband is too much of a gentleman to knock you to the floor. I thought a vein was going to burst in your neck! Unfortunatly, it didn't. Incidently, I tried resolving matters amicably with you by speaking Italian. My mother was from Calabria. You don't speak a word of Italian! Your a Greek! Why are you pretending to run an Italian restaurant when you obviously have no respect for the culture, it's tradition of fresh food, or even yourself. I suggest you start looking for another line of work. Undertaker might suit you better.

I read all the bad reviews, but I'm always the person who loves the movie that got bad reviews....so after a coupon showed up in the mail for this place, my boyfriend and i decided to try it. We walked there from our place and were a little shocked when there was only one other couple in the place but blew it off as an early tuesday night crowd. We were warmly welcomed by our waiter and after showing him our coupon he said he would grant the coupon but to keep it so we could use it next time we came in! He rambled off a mouth watering list of specials and made made some fantastic recommendations. After a table-side fire grilled shrimp app, we had a delicious ceasar salad. My boyfriend enjoyed the list of fabulous martinis while I sipped a delectable red wine. I chose the lobster ravioli for dinner and was asked if I wanted red or white sauce, then the waiter told me to go with red, as it would pair with my wine better! Anyway, I could go on, but I love a place where the waiter loves his food and his job and will happily explain and help you make decisions in every way! Oh and, I hate tiramisu, but after the waiter "coerced" us to try it, I think my hate has subsided, it was AMAZING!! We'll be returning often to this quaint little Italian spot.

I can't even give this place a half a star!!!! The waiter who sat us and took our order reeked of B.O. We thought it was strange that there were no patrons in the place. The waiter insisted we try the "homemade" sangria. The drink was merkey and was the WORST tasting liquid we have ever had!!! How this man could call it sangria is beyond me! The salad and entree were inedible. The salad was drenched in a so called dressing. The pasta tasted like a gummy mess. We could not have eaten a worse meal. To top it off, my friend was violently ill all night. Hmmmm...wonder what that was from??????I would not send my dog to eat at this place.

Fly Me to the Moon is the ABSOLUTE WORST establishment in this city. A few days ago a friend and I went in there and had the worst experience. We ordered the calamari which had a huge black hair essentially breaded onto the calamari. We let our server know and wrote it off as an accident. Optimistically, we then decided to split the spaghetti and asked them to add meatballs. When we got the food, the meatballs looked like they were fished out of a Chef Boyardee can ? and what was worse was the meatballs were freezing cold in the middle. We complained to the pig uni-browed owner (wonder where that black hair came from?.) who explained that?s just ?how we cook things here?. He refused to take the spaghetti off of our bill even though we sent the plates back with only one bite taken out of each. As we were running out, a woman at the only other table in the place complained that the chicken in her pasta was lukewarm. Unbelievable!