
ok, katherine is correct, my blog owes her a bigger, better shout out. i have to say, that although kat kat and i haven't seen each other since her going away party (when she left for nyc) back in may or june of 2006, when we were both back in CALIFORNIA, we were able to pick up like it was yesterday.
and we did have a fun and delicious time at dinner with her friend matt, his darling gf elizabeth, and the unmentionable jerk whose name i have forgotten. we went to aria at the fairmont hotel and snagged ourselves our own little nook, with a perfect table for six. didn't you think the service was good, katie kats? after dinner, we stunned bucktown with our stamina by staying out until 3am. pretty good for us old folks!


sea bass on a polenta cake.

our waiter brought two trios of potatoes,
compliments of the kitchen.
it wasn't until i saw the photo that i realized i never tried any. i can't even recall what the three varieties were, but from what i hear they were good!
and i absolutely loved our time meeting up with her sweet friend from culver, alice. we went to one of my fave local brunch spots, bin cafe, and i am glad to read on katherine's blog that she did indeed love the huckleberry pancakes. i had a mimosa flight which was very pretty.

alice and katherine above,
mimosa flight below.

and now the exciting news is that katherine plans to move to the windy city by the end of the year. i am sure that she will move into an awesome home, and make her big debut in an absolutely wonderful city. we can't wait to see what adventures katherine brings to chicago!
ok, and last i would like to talk about how mad i am at the unmentionable jerk whose name i forgot. on saturday, he convinced katherine to stay an extra day so that we could all go to a cubs game on sunday night. now, don't get me wrong, i am all for cubs games. but truth be told, i am not usually up for cubs games on sunday nights. yet, given the circumstances and the occasion of kat kat being in town, i was willing to suck it up and spit out the $75 per ticket to have yet another great night with katherine and the as-of-yet-unbeknownst-to-us-a**hole. so while they took off for their drive through the cornfields of indiana, patrick and i picked up the tickets for the sunday night game. after what's his face left early with katherine's heart, we were left with bleacher tickets that we otherwise would never have purchased. those, and a very rainy, summer stormy day. the first three innings were dry, but then it started POURING. good lord. POURING, for two hours we waited it out with the rest of the devoted cubs fans to find out if the game would be called, or if the rain would let up. well, soaked to the bone, outside the area of our trash bag shields, we fought for a cab home after the game was called. the only words out of my mouth were "f***ing scott!" apparently, i knew what his name was at that time.