One year ago I made a lightning speed trip to Nauvoo for Bryn’s wedding. And this October I was finally able to get to Chicago to visit her in her new menage.
Fielding was very good on the journey, just a little shagged out the next morning.
Luckily Bryn loves holding wee babies, cause she carted this no-core-muscules sucker around for me a lot during my visit.
Ahh! I miss those curls so much!
Most of what Bryn and I do when we get together is seek out and consume extreme deliciousness. To be more specific, we put together an itinerary that will allow us to enjoy the maximum of strange foreign foodstuffs possible. Here we are at a highly recommended dim sum joint. It’s so popular that we had to go at 10am to avoid waiting in line for an hour.
Lotus-stuffed bean curd skin. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.
Bryn’s lucky life partner, Zack.
The lovely Nana, formerly of th CU complit dept.
One time when we weren’t hungry, we went to an old grist mill that was part of the underground railroad.
Grist mill-era artifacts.
The great wheel that makes it all happen.
On my last night we made the most extraordinary raclette ever, skipping the potatoes for slabs of roasted butternut squash and kohlrabi. Can we still call it raclette? Yes, just don’t tell the Swiss.
Ew, what’s that smell?