The Lawn

Stopped in for lunch. Had a great cheeseburger with fries plus a great selection of beer. Staff were very nice as well. Try it!

First off, lovely setting on a good night...while the Wilmette Golf course isn't going to host a PGA event any time soon, it's a pretty place to sit outside.Menu is pretty good -- two of us had the Thai noodle bowl; one had a salad, and one had the mushroom risotto. All lovely.Good enough wine list by the glass, and a very nice house Sazerac manhattan.Only three for this diner because the service was SUPER slow the night we were there. Gather from others, including my wife, that isn't always the case...but it's the only experience I've had. Perhaps they were slammed (nice night) or shorthanded (labor market).Hoping the next trip perks up that way. Enjoyed it nonetheless.

Good menu and very nice service. The bar and restaurant are well designed and complement the golf course. Way better than you would expect for a public golf course restaurant.

Soooo, this is a hidden right here tucked away at the Wilmette Golf Course. LOVE this place, the food is off the charts, the service is amazing. The atmosphere is just fun.. staff is super friendly and attentive. We have been through the salads, Caesar w/ salmon is a favorite. Soups are the bomb, She Crab is our favorite. Mussels are spot on and served with plenty-o-delicious warm bread for your dipping pleasure. Our go-to moves are the fish sammich which is just amazing, I actually take an extra one home for later consumption. The Prime Rib sammich is insanely tasty and might be the best damn thing going... even though it's outrageous @ $37 they off set it w/ $4.87 for an ice cold bottle of bier! Fried chicken is so different and delicious, hot chix sammich amazing. St Louis ribs and chicken wings are wonderful... the Chef and team here is L-E-G-I-T. Just had to grab a quick burger to go and that egg & bacon combo will soon be scarfed by my son

Ricky Sausage here with your report from the field - or rather, The Lawn. The sun has set on my fine day in Chicago with my wife, Beaky Sausage. A long day of worship to The Bean has left me peckish. I waltz into the double doors of The Lawn with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. The melody of harmonica wafts into every orifice - eyes, ears, nose, etc. I am here. I am home.Today I dine with my fine family of Illinoisians (Illinoisers? Illinoise-boyz? I won't look it up.). We sup in preparation for the earth-shattering performance by Hoopla and Einstein's Brain. It would be foolishness to attend such a performance on an empty stomach. One would surely die.We begin our meal with a round of drinks, primarily espresso martinis. An energetic and classy start to the meal! Biggie and Beaky have some keen insights to share. Beaky speaks elegantly (martini glass in hand), "It's strong. The more you drink, the less it tastes strong." Biggie nods sagely and adds, "It tickles my perennial." I have one as well and would remark it as unforgettable. Not bad! But not memorable.We share a round of appetizers, dining as kings and queens. The first appetizer to arrive is the flat bread. Jardinera Sausage takes a bite and analyzes for a moment before noting, "I think it was a 7.7. I didn't think was worth an 8, but more than a 7.5 so I split the difference as much as I could. It was a weirdly good combinations of flavors that you wouldn't expect. I would order again. Hot honey is enough. It had cracker-thin crust - a little soggy - it could have been done a little better. "The gluten free bread comes out next. Chella Sausage eyes light up and begin to tractor beam the bread. "I asked for a gluten free alternative for the spread and such. It came out warm!" She holds her hands over it like a campfire. I am worried that she will burn herself, but she never does. The Bean protects her.While chewing our morsels, Windy City Sausage pulls a waiter aside and casually requests a song on the harmonica. The waiter casually pulls a harmonica out of his pocket and casually plays a 1 minute ditty in the middle of a crowded restaurant. With the self assurance of a Roman general, he ends with "That's it, thank you." He puts the harmonica back in his pocket and walks away from his dumbfounded audience. This experience merits 5 stars unto itself. I will tell my grandchildren about it.As our collective lives flash before our eyes, knowing that we have apexed and nothing will ever compare in the years to come, our food comes out. Another apex awaits! Sisyphus eat your heart out!Windy City has ordered the Bolognese (not to be confused with bologna). She pauses for a moment, consuming the meal with her eyes before her mouth. She then proceeds to consume the meal with her mouth before consuming the meal with her stomach. While consuming the meal with her mouth, she notes, "It [The Bolognese] is good. It's a lot of words. It's not a very attractive word."Biggie and Beaky have once again coordinated on their ingestive attack. The she crab soup! Biggie is philosophically consternated: "Why is it called the she crab? What is she? Too much crab, not enough she. Tastes like an it/that crab." Beaky's focus takes another route. "It's making me sweaty. Definitely Beaky hot, which is appealing. I have sweat through my clothes. 2/10."Biggie has also partaken in the holy sacrament of the Mac and Cheese (made holy by the comparative shape of a Macaroni noodle and The Bean). "Ohhhh. The Mac and Cheese looks sizzlin'. It's the classic Macaroni pasta shape that you like to see. First I'm seeing non-Macaroni noodle, then I'm intrigued by the challenge, then I'm pleased because the real Macaroni is in the sauce. The Macaroni made me sneeze!"I note each diner's experience meticulously - a slave to thrill of reviewing. I rest to eat my own Cheeseburger. It is an American classic and I dream of Uncle Sam as I chew. I salute the cows and the troops and my forefathers that made this burger possible. "Gaw bess Amerga," I erupt with a mouthful of food.Time is the swift ever-rushing river and it has swept us once more. We are nearly late to see Hoopla! Is it the restaurant's fault? Jardinera had some opinions, vehemently shouting, "They did get busier, but it had been at least 30 minutes since we ordered, might be longer. I'm a 1 for anger, life is too short. If I hadn't ate all day, I'd be a 6." Biggie was out for blood. "They took criminally long."It's a shrimp-eat-shrimp world out there and we, The Sausage family, will be the last shrimp standing. Tonight we flee and rest to see Hoopla and Einstein's Brain, but tomorrow we will be coming for you, shrimp reader. We will be coming for you with the blessing of The Bean and you best be prepared.Thank you, The Mawn, for filling our vacuous war sacks! May other shrimp beware.

Hands down best freshest food in glenview- crab dip phenomenal- Arcadia salad looooooooove and drinks incredible

Circle tables, pleasant staff, and amazing food. Unique that it is on the golf course. It's a great place to go with friends, family, or to meet after a round of golf.

This place is dope. As far as golf course food goes (which I've had a lot of) this place is by far the best. Like literally 1000x. You cannot order a bad thing on this menu. Oyster lettuce wraps are an absolute must. Sticky ribs are pretty unreal. Steaks are great. Seafood is great. Cocktails are great. Scenery is good. The golf course is fun to play. So much better than the last place that was there. The only downside to this place is it's kinda pricey for what it is. But the food does not disappoint at all. Co-Owner/Chef John is dope. Bartender Jessica is also the best. Must check it out if you're in the area

The food at The Lawn is locally sourced and always tasty. Go for drinks and the view, stay for the food.

Had the Thai noodle steak lunch bowl, companion ordered Madden steak sandwich. Started with a bread and butter basket $4, from the Publican bakery. Totally worth it, the butter was spreadable and the bread warm. Went in a beautiful February day a rarity for here overlooking the greenish golf course. The steak in the bowl and sandwich were done excellently.