We meet again.
I’ve been a bit absent of late- my apologies. I probably don’t need to say it again, but Chicago is fun during the summer.
I don’t cook as much as I probably should (I think my wallet needs an IV of money) and I’m out a lot. And even when I’m not “out”, I’m out. I spent 4 hours on my little balcony doing pretty much nothing yesterday. I’d say I was sunbathing, but I was in the shade. I’d say I was reading, but the people watching just got too good.
Here’s some of the non-cooking, non-being-at-home things that I’ve been up to lately.
Sushi at Ukai with my friend, Alison.
This was my first time going to Ukai, and I’d give it a thumbs up.
Although, their A/C didn’t seem to be working very well. In hindsight, that’s a little unnerving for a place that’s serving raw fish, but it seems like an upstanding establishment and neither of us got sick so it seems like they had it under control. I totally pulled a Marilyn by the giant fan next to the door on my way out, though.
Also, I should note the size of their maki. Ok, so I have an unusually small mouth, but I’m warning you now. If you bring a date there, be prepared for some unattractive eating.
Saturday was my first full-fledged country concert.
Brad Paisley headlined at Wrigley (my 2nd Wrigley concert in 2 years- I saw DMB there in 2010), along with Miranda Lambert, The Band Perry, Chris Young and Jerrod Neimann. Jerrod is the fine fellow pictured on stage above.
If you had told me two years ago that I’d be paying triple digits to go see a bunch of country acts perform I probably would’ve told you to put down the crack pipe.
This was a gooood concert, though. I can now officially call myself a country fan. Next time I’ll just need to locate some cowboy boots.
Oh, and I lied. I did cook a little. Take this for example:
I will have a recipe up for this totally non-breakfast dish (that I totally ate for breakfast) soon.
Yes, I garnished my breakfast with fresh herbs, what of it?
Anyway, that’s what I’ve been up to. A little bit of this, a little bit of that. That’s what summer weekends should be, am I right?