Elm’s Cleaners & Tailors

I can’t recommend this place enough! I had a last minute alteration needed for my wedding dress (it was a couple inches too long). I made a phone call on Monday and explained my situation to Chai, who said to come on in he would help. Upon arriving I had his immediate attention, he was very helpful and said he could alter the dress in the short 3 day turnaround, not to mention a dress with VERY delicate fabric!
I picked the dress up on Thursday morning and could not be happier. The alteration was absolutely perfect! Chai was a pleasure to work with, very warm, friendly and expertly skilled! He also gave me a great price — which, for me was above and beyond, and in return he got a big hug! :)
Definitely go here for alterations, cleaning, tailoring, you name it! I know this will be my go to place going forward!
Thank you Chai (& Elm’s Cleaners & Tailors)! You made what could have been a disaster — a very pleasant and seamless experience!

Elm’s Cleaners & Tailor saved me from an annoying situation, and fixed my problem (well, one of them) on the spot — more like on demand.
I had plans to meet an old friend at Café Aroma at 8:30 a.m. I was getting off METRA at 8:14, and caught my linen shirt on the door handle as I getting off the train. ALL the buttons on my shirt popped off.
Why did this happen? Because as the train approached Winnetka, I was flipping out because I’d lost some important stuff I’d had in my briefcase the day before; I didn’t hear the conductor announce that the doors in my car wouldn’t open. So, when it dawned on me, I hustled through the train car to get to the nearest open door.
In my haste — major haste — I caught my shirt on the door handle, and ripped all the buttons off.
So, there I was, in Winnetka, with a few minutes to spare before meeting my old friend — with a shirt unbuttoned from neck to bellybutton. And since I have no abs and redundant belly skin, this was entirely unacceptable.
I donned my thinking cap and concluded there must be a cleaners and tailor in downtown Winnetka.
And there one was on Elm St., steps from the train station.
The owner gave me the hairy eyeball when I came in looking like ethnic white trash. I explained what had happened. he asked if I wanted to leave the shirt.
No, I explained. Not only don’t I want to leave the shirt, I want you to drop what you’re doing and fix it now. I have an appointment down the street in 5 minutes.
So, the man instructed me to wait in the mini changing room (bare chested), while he would fix the shirt. I waited. He worked. He played Bach on his stereo. I listened.
Good as new. I was more or less on time for my appointment.
$ 4.