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muckefuckLast year I pledged that we'd make more of an effort to take advantage of Open House Chicago next time around. But everything was different last time. None of the locations really spoke to the Old Man and memories of last year's epic line put him off trying for any of the more popular ones (like the Rookery) anyway. We did make an attempt to view a church near us, but it turned out to be closed all afternoon for a wedding.
So we headed down to Andersonville to try out the hot new restaurant in the 'hood, Cantina 1910. It's been getting amazing press and looks as beautiful inside as it did in the photos. We were disappointed to find, however, that it only has a limited (and very eggy) brunch menu on weekend afternoons. That put![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu off his feed, but I opted for some chilaquiles which were mighty tasty, if not half as interesting as some of the selections on their dinner menu read. So worth a return in the evening sometime.
The next day, I was hosting the game, but that didn't prevent me from also finishing laundry, shuffling around the plants in front a bit, and even baking a bread pudding for my guests. I wish I were more inspired to work outside. It's great weather for it and there's lots to do, but I start thinking how sore I'll be and lose my inspiration. More than that, I think, it's the raft of decisions to make--where to plant what, all why trying to work towards some grander design. It does my tiny head in.
So we headed down to Andersonville to try out the hot new restaurant in the 'hood, Cantina 1910. It's been getting amazing press and looks as beautiful inside as it did in the photos. We were disappointed to find, however, that it only has a limited (and very eggy) brunch menu on weekend afternoons. That put
monshu off his feed, but I opted for some chilaquiles which were mighty tasty, if not half as interesting as some of the selections on their dinner menu read. So worth a return in the evening sometime.The next day, I was hosting the game, but that didn't prevent me from also finishing laundry, shuffling around the plants in front a bit, and even baking a bread pudding for my guests. I wish I were more inspired to work outside. It's great weather for it and there's lots to do, but I start thinking how sore I'll be and lose my inspiration. More than that, I think, it's the raft of decisions to make--where to plant what, all why trying to work towards some grander design. It does my tiny head in.