Chicago: best city for… bacon?

After awakening from our cushy suite at the Hotel Palomar in Arlington, VA at a much earlier than hour than any sane person should be functioning, John & I got ourselves on the road to Chicago on July 3rd. I suppose this should have been an emotional departure from the city where we bought our first home together & first lived as a married couple…. but I think we were too tired/stressed to appreciate the moment.

 A mere 13-ish hours later, we arrived at the lovely home of our kind hosts, Andy, Melanie & Carson. Melanie taught me how to keep the boys in line back in the good ol’ days of electrical engineering classes at ISU, and those skills seem to be coming in handy with the newest challenge of raising their 9-month old son! It was great to see them, despite the fact I left their home the next day with a Wiinjury and was walking like a gramma for a week. Note to self: vigorous Wii Boxing matches should not be attempted without back support.

all-u-can-eat bacon

We allotted another day to revisit John’s old stomping grounds in Bucktown/Wicker Park (visit Letizia’s Natural Bakery ASAP people– they refuse to use dirty-dirty margarine, only tasty delicious butter) & visit a few more friends. I must say, I was reminded that Chicago is indeed my kind of town when I saw the sign at the right. God bless you, Whiskey Road Chicago, your love of pork, and your barely coherent website. I’ll never know why we didn’t schedule our trip around your marketing whims.