Admit it: A part of you rooted for the failure of this out-of-town behemoth, a star-studded Italian grocery store slash fine-dining restaurant slash casual grazing spot. It’s too big, too loud, too tourist-trappy. But if you can get past your prejudgments, you can revel in one of its sublime pies dappled with glorious mozzarella—often handmade on the second floor at a stall a few hundred feet away—such as a lovely, well-basiled Margherita. Focus on the red pies (skip their gloppy white brethren), and you’ll make your peace with the place. 43 E. Ohio St., 312-521-8700