speaking of Chicago, i do have some photos i took while i was in the windy city visiting kinship last July 1 - 5. click here for the photoset (Flickr has replaced iPhoto’s album for my photo sets - it’s just that good).
my weekend in Chicago was full of so much love and food, that i am starting to think that the two experiences are one in the same.
there was the big breakfast of omelette, toast, fruit, and much-needed coffee within an hour of my arrival. and margaritas and guacamole with Cara in Old Town.
RJ’s truckstop for the veggie burger and salad bar. an impressive vegetarian mousakka in the Sak’s 5th Ave food court.
a picnic of cabbage salad, pasta salad, fruit, and A&W at my mom’s ‘retreat’ in Woodsmoke.
muttar paneer, naan, chickpeas, samosas, veggie tamales, red beans & rice, fried plantain, tapioca pudding, and an “original rainbow cone” at the Taste of Chicago. more margaritas.
a perfect salad and flat bread at the Chicago Pizza and Oven Grinder Company.
a July 4th BBQ with homemade bean burgers, veggie kebabs, baked beans, tofurkey, s’mores, and Billy Joel on the CD player.
Trader Joe’s coffee. and the Ear Wax Cafe in wicker park for a “jerk seitain” sandwich and yummy vegan deserts.
when we weren’t eating, we did do some interesting things like hike around Starved Rock (and by hike i mean stroll), see the musical version of The Lion King (amazingly intricate), saw the opening of Dan Flavin: A Retrospective at the Museum of Contemporary Art (fluorescently fantastic), walked around Millennium Park (again), people-watched on the Metra (an army of zombies), saw free improv at Second City (hah), and even randomly bumped into one of my old roommates from college (just plain weird).
but why is it always the food that stands out?
event-planning has always brought out the anxiety in my family. but at the dinner table, we slow down. we love food … and drink. it’s our common ground, which is so hard to find for four people who are so different.
an interior designer, a theology professor, a mathematician, and a media student walk into a bar …
what the hell do they have to talk about?
food and bodily functions, usually.
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I saw the Flavin show in D.C.
Was there a particular piece that resonated with you? Or perhaps were you drawn to a particular color light?
I really really dug the green light, and this piece in particular: http://www.mcachicago.org/MCA/exhibit/images/flavin05.jpg
The red light hurt my eyes, though. =) You?