It’s Wednesday, half-way to the weekend. But, oh – you already have some fun options you might get into come Friday. Or, maybe you know who you wanna be with but not what you’d want to do.
Fellas, take notice. Your beloved will look favorably on you. But you’ll want to wait until you’re sure the gal is special and that what you have is special. Because this place is special. Continue reading “Date Night: Ada Street, Chicago”
I got three meal invitations for this past weekend that I could not refuse. I don’t mean that in a Godfather way.
Restaurant Week in Chicago was in full effect and I wasn’t intending on joining the Open Table RSVP scuttle, but a girlfriend with whom I hadn’t seen in too long texted, so I accompanied her to Boka. Another girlfriend invited me to be the fourth on a reservation for Girl and the Goat, a place I’d been jonesing to return to enjoy a full meal. And finally, I took up a suggestion for Sunday post-church brunch at a new-to-me Ethiopian place, Ras Dashen. Interestingly, of these three, the humble, least-hyped, least expensive restaurant is the joint whose food most impressed me. Continue reading “Chicagoings-on, Food: For He Who is the Least Among You”
