I landed Friday morning at about 9am or so. My most stressful task was ahead of me as soon as I landed. I had to navigate O'Hare airport on my own; get my bag, find the train, buy a ticket, get on the train with my bag, get off on the correct stop, *hail a cab* (when the truck have I *ev-er* hailed a cab), and then take a cab ride to Greg's place. Sounds simple enough right? *Right.* I successfully completed all of my tasks in a confident fashion, I thought, right down to hailing a cab. I got in the cab and said exactly what I was told to say. The cabbie stars driving and has to ask *me* where that is. Cheese and Rice. I *had* to pick the only farking cab driver in Chicago that didn't know how to get to Greg's apartment. This is awesome. Finally after a phone call by me, and a look in his book, he got me there and it was still under $10.
I spent the day with Greg mainly at his swanky pad, just chillin', mainly. We went to "Urban Burger Barn" for lunch, and passed this sign that struck me as extremely funny. So much so that I had to take a picture on the way back! Make sure to Unleash your clients before parking! *laugh*
Then Ben *Po*Tatar picked me up in his Prius, and it happened to also be my first ride ever in one of those cars. Pretty interesting and fancy. :) We scooted the short distance to Ben's pad where I walked into a wicked cool house infused with the very essence of my friend. Very neat. Pizza, pajamas, and catching up was right in order for the evening. I introduced Ben to the show "Ghost Adventures", and he introduced me to pizza topped with mashed potatoes. *I know right?!* Believe me when I say it was amazing. I wish I would have taken a picture of that pizza, and of mine as well. I had a "white" pizza with chicken, spinach, and artichokes (the mashed potato and sausage pizza was a "red" pizza). I recommend trying The Piece pizza if you're ever in that area. Good food.
Saturday morning allowed us both to sleep in, and then another first (this trip was full of them!), Dunkin' Donuts coffee. In all the years I've lived, I've never had DD coffee. I can't even tell you the last time I had one of their doughnuts. The powdered, chocolate filled ones were my favorite. I might have to rectify this situation some Saturday or Sunday morning here soon. :) After getting coffee and getting dressed, we walked down to "the bongo room" to have brunch with the Tatar clan. "Ma and Pa" Tatar, and also Jenny and her husband Bill. Talk about being overjoyed at seeing some people. I can't even begin to explain how special this family is too me. They are so loving, welcoming, friendly, interesting, funny, kind, on and on and on. I wish I saw them more often, but it was so special to have those precious hours with them and Ben. Onto the bongo room...
The bongo room is apparently *the place* to get brunch on a Saturday afternoon, and I can see why. The food was amazing. We all got our protein dish, I had the "Tomatillo Salsa Scramble", with multi-grain toast, then three "sweets" were ordered for the table.
There was the banana caramel pancake
The berries and cream pancake; I think that's what it was called. Quite frankly it was so heavenly that I kind of tuned everyone out and had a mini-love affair with it.
Then the piece de resistance...the chocolate tower of french toast. *Chocolate French Toast people!* This is craziness! Oh but it was soooo good.
I had a Raspberry and Pear Mimosa to drink. It wasn't quite what I expected, but it was good.
As they say, all good things must come to an end, and on Sunday evening, my whirlwind weekend in Chicago came to an end as Niki dropped me off at the madhouse that is O'Hare airport and I boarded the plane home bound to Kansas City. I hope to go back at some point after the baby is born to see this wonderful creation in action as well as the mother and father that created it, and of course to see the Tatar's. :)