Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Day 2: Chi-Town and Rest

Hallo All- 

Today I slept in until almost noon and woke up to a fantastic breakfast (well more like brunch, I guess) of grilled cheese sandwich and a scrumptious tuna salad a la Chef Miguel.

Then we walked around the town. And Michael was the epitome of the perfect tour guide. One of the places he introduced me to was Mariano’s. Oh my goodness. I am in love. The cheese section alone was a glimpse into heaven. When I come back to visit, a wine and cheese night is in order for sure. 

The highlight of the afternoon was a walk along the water’s edge. We had wonderful conversation while sipping our delicious concoctions from Mariano’s. And then it hit me.

I am leaving this all behind.

No more blue, the inexplicable hue of a great lake that only Michiganders can truly comprehend and appreciate. No more green grass, tall and vibrant, swaying in the wind, spreading out for miles and miles. No more sweet air, the same humid air I always complain about (and probably still will). I will see lots of reds, various browns…nice enough colors, I guess. Oh, some people will tell me, “You will see lots of colors on the strip.” And yes, they are correct, but it won’t really be the same thing now, eh? What a pleasant memory to hold on to for the future.

When Z finally came home from his seven hour rehearsal (he’s dedicated), we went to del Seoul, a Korean/Mexican fusion restaurant. Kalbi tacos? Spicy pork tacos? Kimchee fries?! So yummy. Ugh…my stomach was super happy; Marmot may not be so happy later in the carried. I mean, who would have thought that kimchee, cheese, cream, potatoes, and chives would meld so fantastically together. Topped it off with some refreshing frozen yogurt (um…rocket pop flavor anyone?) to cool off from all the spiciness. Met an offending drunkard. We will leave it at that. The screaming woman who was accosted by a perp who fled in his red SUV? Only in Chicago...(she is safe btw.)  

We capped the evening off watching the Florence Foster Jenkins movie. What an unusual talent indeed. 

Well, off to take a nap so I can begin the next leg of the journey! 

Much love, 
Rog 

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