We interrupt this regularly scheduled post for an important hyperlink.
(It's been eons since I've seen my name in print, so I hope you'll forgive the self-promotion).
Thanks to Robyn for the images and opportunity!
By the time I was twelve years old I'd had eight different addresses.
I'm a lot less nomadic these days.
These are my adventures in the unlikely condition called home.
Other Dandy Places to Visit
- Avondale Logan Square Crime Blotter
- Bike Fancy
- Briantown/Blogtown
- Ding Ding Let's Ride
- East Side Queenie
- From the City to the Country
- Good Food for All
- House in the Country, House in Town
- Lazy MF
- Mint Jellie: Because we're on the lam
- Nonagon
- Orangette
- Romantoes
- The Tiny Aviary
- The Urbanophile
- This is a Cocktail Blog (Tales from the Whistler, Chicago)
- TLyn Paintings
- Vote With Your Feet
- Walkable Neighborhoods
5 comments:
thank gawd there's someone else out there. I thought I was the only anti-Phelpian around.
(I've been hiding my shame)
I'm with you all the way, sister.
although, the very thought of his diet makes my tummy ache. where does all that food go in his freakishly elongated, alien body!?!
Nice article, CP! This may portend your next career as a cultural critic.
I fear I know someone who occasionally eats like Mr. Phelps:
http://spasticsynapse.blogspot.com/2008/07/lockhart-trifecta.html
Well, I *would* invite Michael Phelps to my cocktail party. Overused adjectives and good sportsmanship thrive in this neck of the woods. We'd designate a driver, get him sauced, and laugh at how many kids could hang from that crazy wingspan of his. Who knows how many world records he'd accidentally break, right here in our home? I think he's pretty fly. If only he'd RSVP to that invitation I sent...
Sadly, culinary Chicago has changed so much, except for Ann Sather it was all greek to me.
what I meant to include is, be sure and write about your 12,000 calorie day of indulgence! And include photos...
Kevin, always nice to have a kindred spirit nearby, and Tracy, your friend's appetite provoked both mortification and admiration! As for you, Ms. Leslie, there's only one way to remedy an unfamiliarity with Chicago's dining options!! (the door's forever open, despite your steadfast love for one Mr. Phelps) :-)
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