It all started with the idea of taking a simple scooter ride up to Logan Square to get a bloody at Longman & Eagle. But then one thing led to another and we had suddenly eaten our way through the entire city. Chicago is sneaky like that, it will make you stop at restaurants even when you're not hungry.
And guys on scooters. What all girls love. Strike that, I mean guys wearing pink shirts on bright blue scooters. What can I say, he's a keeper. Ladies, back off.
Speaking of keepers, this would be the brunch item I ordered at Longman & Eagle- it's smoked salmon eggs benedict. So good it almost brought a tear to my eye.
Chris is a classic kind of guy and went for the healthy option- the burger with an egg on top served with a side of beef fat fries.
Minutes after we finished our "light brunch" at Longman we jumped on the scooter and weren't further than a few blocks away when all of the sudden it started pouring. We knew it was only going to get worse so we figured we'd tough it out and just get all the way home rather than stopping. And of course at every stop light the dry people in the cars next to us had to look over and point and laugh as we sat on our silly blue scooter and got poured on.
By the time we got home we were absolutely soaked. Once we dried off I caught these two peaking out the front window as the storm rolled by. Could they be any cuter?
After the storm passed it only made sense for us to get back out there and find more food. So once again we jumped on old Scoots and made our way to Wicker Park. I took this photo from the back of the scooter because I was certain it was really cool and artsy. I was wrong. It's just a photo of a street. I'm posting it anyway to teach myself a lesson about taking stupid photos.
For an appetizer we got the Duxelle, which is wild mushrooms, pork belly, spicy mayo, and avocado puree all with a little drop of caviar on top.
Oh my goodness it was delicious. I think I liked it more than my meal. I could have eaten five more fried balls of Duxelle. But for the main course I got the ramen because like I said, it's why we came to Oiistar in the first place.
I ignorantly always thought ramen was just a thing college kids ate in their dorm room. Turns out there's such a thing as fancy ramen and it's amazing. Probably just as healthy as the college stuff too, I imagine...
We rendezvoused downtown on our way home to ride along the river. I just love this city so much. I keep thinking the thrill of living here is going to wear off and yet it never has. It only seems to get better with each day that passes.
And that's mostly because of the food. We figured we might as well grab a cupcake before going home because why not it was only 11:00 p.m. and we weren't sickly full just yet. So I picked up a Cookie Monster cupcake (it actually had cookie dough on the inside) from Molly's Cupcakes to seal the deal.
And Sunday was spent at the dog beach just because I'm a weird dog owner and get a sick amount of joy off of seeing this smile of Harlow's. There's a good chance I enjoy the dog beach just as much as him, perhaps a little more even.
The waves were a bit bigger than normal so he was a little hesitant at first, but Harlow held on to him to make sure Chris got over his fear. He's just a sweetheart like that.
After the beach we had another "light lunch" at Revolution in Logan Square because go hard or go home. Healthy eating is for weekdays. This is the chicken pesto sandwich smeared in cheese and regret and heart burn.
And as I finish this post I literally just got an email that I was never expecting but never the less, made me so so happy. I was going to wait and talk about it tomorrow (and trust me I still will) but screw it I'm too excited. I just found out that I got invited to the infamous She-Devil Comedy Festival in NYC October 22-26. I sent in my submission clip months ago and had more or less forgotten about it, mostly just because I assumed I hadn't made the cut. But then out of the blue I just got a "congratulations you're coming to New York" email and I just couldn't believe it.
I read it several times in fact because I thought it was a joke. I still kind of think it's a joke. But I've booked my flight anyway because it seems October 22nd and 23rd I'll be telling jokes at the Greenwich Village Comedy Club and Broadway Comedy Club. If you're in the area you should swing by, and then you should also tell me where to get a good bloody in the city.
So that's that. Let's hear it for New York.