Jimmy Butler is rising over a bunch of bull

IT'S A TUESDAY afternoon at The Grill, a restaurant tucked inside a Westin in downtown Chicago, just a few miles from his enclave in River North, and? Jimmy Butler?orders chicken pot pie. His silhouette is backdropped by a beige wall, where paintings in ornate gold frames feature women in Victorian-style dresses, men embracing in cowboy hats, half-sketched black-and-white portraits from some idyllic frontier town. "To tell you the truth," Butler admits, "I probably won't like this chicken pot pie. ...