Chicago

There is something so refreshingly delicious about a perfectly composed salad. Especially when the ingredients are as ripe and well-formed as (insert simile of your choice).

Sunday, D&I spent most of the day doing our favorite outdoor activity, 'hood hopping. I really need a catchy name for our hobby; we drive around looking at real estate, and then walk in whatever diverse neighborhood we end up in, and grab a bite somewhere nearby. Sounds prosaic in my description, trust me it isn't. Chicago has such a diversity of locale that multiple trips are rewarding.

Anyway, we spent several hours up in the northern most eastern edge of Chicago, and in fact even walked a few hundred yards into Evanston. Had never really explored this area, it was much nicer than I expected.




Ate Persian food at Cafe Suron