The Art Institute was free to Bank of America cardholders, randomly, so we went twice.
We took a boat tour of Chicago architecture.
Why doesn't San Francisco have better public art?
Before driving home on Sunday we stopped at the Chicago Diner, "Meat-free since Eighty-Three," and Dan was so happy I thought he might faint. Here he is with a vanilla-chai tofu milkshake, a vegan chocolate chip cheesecake, and a coconut lemon cake. Yes, we got three desserts. Dan's lost 25 pounds in five weeks; he took the weekend off.
I guess my deleted comment is all the response I'm going to get. Cheers, and safe travels.
ReplyDeleteDude, I'm sorry. My reaction when I read your comment was "omg, people other than our mothers and grandmothers are reading this?" Actually my first reaction was abject shame, which led me to delete the comment almost before I'd finished reading it. (For others, this guy sent a friendly suggestion that we post more interesting content, beyond banal stuff like, ahem, where we eat lunch). It hit a nerve because it had the ring of truth; we've been increasingly aware of the inherent flaw in blogging about a trip that was designed to be boring, to remove distractions from our life so we can focus on work. Going out to eat is the most post-worthy thing we do all day; the rest of it is spent sitting in front of laptops! Judging from the analytics, you're one of very few non-friend/family members reading this, but we did try to make the blog friendly for passerby such as yourself, which was maybe a mistake. Anyway, we'll try to be less boring, but in the meantime you should probably unsubscribe and leave us for those with lower standards for interestingness. Crap, I hope my novel's not boring too!!
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ReplyDeleteYou've come a long way from milkshakes at sliders, kid's cuisine tv dinners, and all day tony hawk marathons. You all growns up!
so good to see you keep it real with a milkshake when you can, i can only pray that below the table there is a pair of wallabee's on your feet, or course BLUE AN CREAM! haha. see you around the holidays good friend.
-jared-
I'm sure you're novel isn't boring! In truth it was probably my fault - I could have phrased my request more positively. Basically, if you're willing, I'd like to see more reaction in addition to the "mere facts" of your adventure. That may feel self-centered of you, but It's kind of like a newscast: if you notice, they always show the event (tornado, etc) and then the townspeople's face who stand there and watch, gaping. You're doing a great job describing the tornado, I'd just like to see more of your faces watching the tornado, so to speak. :)
ReplyDeleteI think even your close family would enjoy that alot!
Hmmmm. A line through a word, leaving the word - and it's intent - clearly visible. A half-hearted "under protest" gesture. I continue my call for a full retraction of your irresponsible and damaging overstatement that Indianapolis Mexican fare is "beyond terrible". Not as great as places in SF and Chicago? Sure. Mostly mediocre? Ditto. But if one had the time and resources to truly research every one of the hundreds of hole-in-wall, ever-shifting Indianapolis Mexican eateries, you'd find good stuff. And a blanket comment like "beyond terrible" is just lazy bloggery. Don't you agree, Josh?
ReplyDeleteLADIES AND GENTLEMAN LAST NIGHT I HAD THE BEST NACHOS EVER IN INDIANAPOLIS. I am obviously a completely lazy blogger in addition to being tragically boring. (I would edit this post again to delete my offensive strikethrough but now that Tim has posted a comment making reference to it, deletion would render his comment meaningless and confusing - so, in an ironic twist, his protest has ensured a longer lifespan for the terrible phrase.) Anyway these nachos are served at the Broad Ripple Brewpub and they are a towering plate of heaven. We had them last night around midnight. BEST NACHOS EVER: see, I tend towards hyperbole in the positive as well as the negative, like most on the internet, so it all balances out.
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