In which all we do is eat or talk about eating - I'm not hungry for nothing...
A few of us around him pointed out that actually, he'd been to Tulsa, Orlando, San Antonio, Narramata and one other place which I don't remember now. He looked sourly at us, and with tears brimming, snapped at us, "They don't count! It's not even international, and besides they were work or family trips and everyone knows they're not real trips. It's not fair, I've not been travelling in YEARS!"
As it happened, I was heading out to Chicago for a few days for a meeting, so he sneaked into my baggage and I saw him climbing out of my bag just as I was heading to the hotel lobby to look for dinner.
"Ah there you are", he beamed graciously as if he'd been kept waiting by me, "it's just about time for a little snack isn't it? And that was the start of a week's worth of eating rich, fatty and fried foods. Prosciutto with a fig glaze and caramelized onion on crisp flat bread was what I had.
The first day there, there were only educational sessions which had to be paid for, but not by me, so we went down to the river and lake shore.
You see, DWE and ML had been contemptuous of the choice of hotel - JW Marriott - and had sent us alittle video to warn us about the chambermaids. We had scoffed at him, only to be woken up by a huge banging on our door in the early morning and shrieks of "Maid service!" We turned them away, and they were obviously not happy with the rejection.
The next day we had brunch at the South Water Kitchen, part of the Kimpton brand, which
In the evening after a long day at the conference, I was chivvied into two coats, my scarf and hat by
We wandered around the area a bit more, but the bitter cold wind made us flee back to the warmth of the hotel where the room was finally made up - except they'd disappeared with the white terry towel robes.
1) raiding the room fridge and 2) opening the half bottle of wine in the room. However, he thought better of it when he saw the prices for option 1, and realised that the hotel had used full BC liquor pricing for the half-bottle. In fact, for option 1, the items in the fridge were placed on sensitive pads which had a sixty second delay if items were removed, after which time the exorbitant charges were placed on the room tab.
The next day, breakfast was oatmeal and coffee to prepare us for dinner at Hearty Boy's restaurant at the epicenter of gay Chicago. We also trotted around the lake shore to prepare us for the menu because we'd fixed our sights on fried chicken. This longing grew from a craving for fried chicken sushi I had weeks ago, and which I never manage to satisfy despite going to sushi with the SOCK, who has been having his own adventures what with being in helicopters whose windows pop out in mid-flight and so forth, but fortunately the devil-may-care pilot=with-cigarette-hanging-on-lip-in-laconic-manner was also very safety concious and got them back safely to camp or sleazy motel or whatever, in the past two weeks.
Oh yes. Fried chicken. One thigh, one drumstick and a breast the size of Dolly Parton's coated in cornflakes then deep fried. Macaroni and cheese (an entree in its own right) for a side. Nary a vegetable in sight. Fries too. And of course for
The next night, we eschewed trains and walked to the Laredo Cantina, Mexican restaurant, where
Then back to the hotel where there was a game - Kentucky and Kansas - the finale to March Madness, and of course more wine was had to celebrate the win by Kentucky (or was it Kansas?). I had tea instead. That night, the wine must have gone to
During the times we weren't eating or looking for restaurants to eat at,
Anyway, back to Ted Baker Chicago - I wanted a pair of slacks to go with the perfect jacket for me -
This fact made