Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Weekend Update

I had my first visitor this past weekend. My friend, Lindsay (aka Georgia,) from Atlanta was the guest of honor. My drive to the airport to pick her up was my first awful experience with Chicago traffic. What should take 20-25 minutes to get to Midway Airport, ended up taking an hour and 20 minutes. White knuckles clutching the wheel, sweat dripping down my back from refusing to waste energy on AC...I finally arrived to see a familiar friend.

We went to Gene & Georgetti's for an eventful Friday night dinner. The old Italian men charmed us with their service and crisp white shirts and ties. The restaurant was a place where everyone knew each other, besides us, and the bartendar greeted people at the door by their first names. The highlight of the night was a couple at the table next to us. The lady got angry and threw her glass of water at the guy (like a scene from a movie.) The glass broke and the guy cancelled their orders and left. The woman stayed put and demanded from the waitor that he bring her the lasagna she ordered. He explained that her date left and cancelled the food. A normal person would've left as soon as the glass broke realizing quickly their moment of insanity, but she was not a normal person. This lady calls her date and demands that he pays for her lasagna and gives her cab fare for the ride home. The even crazier part is this guy succombs to her demanding ways and pays for her requests! She doesn't even get two bites into her meal before she breaks another glass out of anger. Something must have clicked at that moment because she finally left the restaurant. The waitors didn't waste a moment after she left to come up to our table and say, "Did you see all that?!" We couldn't stop laughing and they couldn't stop exclaiming in their Italian accents, "No wonder her date left her. I would too! She was crazy!" It was a dinner to remember.

After the dramatic dinner, Georgia and I went to the Pump Room in the East Ambassador Hotel. Framed black and white photos of old movie stars surrounded the room. A Sinatra-esque band played in the background, and we ordered martinis to make it an all-around old school evening. The place lacked air conditioning so we eventually called it an early night.

Saturday morning we went to breakfast at Lou Mitchell's downtown. Loved the atmosphere - an old diner with cheap eats and big portions. The line was way out the door when we arrived, but a guy came around serving FREE doughnut holes covered in powered sugar. Then, as soon as we were seated, we were served a little box of Milk Duds with our waters. The waitress served a bowl with a large orange slice and a prune before we ordered...again, FREE. The food we ordered was delicious and very filling, just how I like my breakfast. After our meal the waitress served a small cup of soft-served ice cream...FREE! I plan to take more of my future visitors to this cozy diner. What a great way to start the morning. Thanks, Lou Mitchell!

Georgia and I spent the rest of our Saturday shopping along Michigan Avenue and eventually making our way to Wrigleyville. We went to Harry Carey's for a beer, and ended up running into a pub crawl that we joined midway through. After free drinks at the pub crawl (thanks to Miller Lite promotions,) we went to Bye Bye Liver. Bye Bye Liver is a live show that entertains the crowd with sketch comedy acts and drinking games. I enjoyed it, but I'm not sure how quickly I'd go back. Georgia, my roommie and I made our way to Wicker Park. We went to Flat Iron (new bar - won't be going back) and then made a stop for some street vendor hot dogs. As we were headed home, we made the decision to get margaritas at El Cid. I became a big fan of the Logan Square place, and plan to go back soon for dinner. Nothing like a great restaurant close to home.

Sunday morning we went to watch Sex and the City. I think we all just wanted to sit in a dark room and relax with a good movie. I was a fan of the movie, but boy, was I an emotional mess for all two hours. Yes, I'll admit it - I cry at the movies, especially chick flicks. Although, in my defense this was no ordinary chick flick. The movie was great, but I felt drained afterwards. Thanks, SATC, for the emotional rollercoaster.

The weekend didn't end in tears though. I sent Georgia on her way back to Atlanta, and then went for my usual two hour walk around the neighborhoods. Still exploring my city and finding new things out there. Stay tuned for more excursions...

1 comment:

Georgia said...

I don't remember the hot dog or Flat Iron...

I do remember the hottie in the BMW and free beer all day!