And then there’s the food in this city. Oh the food. Chris and I may have gone a little overboard with our dietary choices this weekend. Judge us lightly.
On Saturday we jumped on our bikes and foolishly thought we’d get lunch at the infamous Hot Doug’s. The three hour line thought otherwise. Chicago people don’t screw around with their hot dogs.
And I suppose I should probably back up and show you the blue cheese fries we (shamefully, very shamefully) ordered at DMK Burger Bar on Friday night. Under all of that gross (delicious) white cheese stuff and bacon is a plate of fries… When we were finished we both agreed we’d never do that again. In fact, Chris didn’t even want me to post this photo he was so embarrassed we ate something so bad. But we did it so we have to own up to it. #neverforget
After we couldn’t get into Hot Doug’s on Saturday we went down the street to Honey Butter Fried Chicken instead. I’m not a huge fried chicken kind of person, but oh my gosh was this stuff good. That little bowl of honey butter didn’t go far enough.
We spent Sunday drinking beers and eating tacos on the patio at Big Star. And this is why I rarely wear my hair all the way back… Because I look like Stephanie Tanner.
This is Chris’s bitchy resting face. Isn’t he the cutest?
Cheese fundido. Ugh too. much. cheese. But so damn good.
And some sort of bean concoction. (Like I said, Chris and I went a little overboard.)
I know what you’re thinking. We’re gross. But I swear we don’t eat like this all of time so don’t start worrying about our arteries or cholesterol or whatever, during the week we eat pretty healthy… Usually.
I even bought Chris a new grill yesterday so we can eat even more grilled chicken/fish during the boring week days. You don’t know what love is until you’ve pushed a huge grill in a Home Depot cart down three busy Chicago blocks because it wouldn’t fit in your car… Yes, I did this. And I got a lot of stares. It didn’t help that I looked pretty dirty because we’d been biking all day, I’m pretty sure people just thought I was another crazy cart lady scavenging the dumpsters looking for things- like grills.
Just living the Chicago dream, someone’s gotta do it.