Weekend in Chicago!

My weekend has been stupendous, friends! I blew into town on a monster storm that managed to (of course) miss the farm entirely but dumped hour after hour of icy rain on me at the market. I was soaked to the bone and people, for some strange reason, decided to forego buying their vegetables in the apocalyptic storm. jerks. But this weekend was my staying in town weekend and no amount of rain could damper that! And of course, the rain stopped the second we packed up the truck so it was only my slowly drying clothes and loads of leftover vegetables that remained to mark the terrible morning. I had coffee with Tracie, made some soup for the cafe, and then rode on Josh's moped into Andersonville where Carlos from Acre made us an incredible meal made of Henry's farm vegetables (and one of every dessert, bless him). By this time I've been up for over twenty hours, at one point telling Josh the great news that Stephen Fry reads the British editions of Harry Potter books on tape  when in fact Eric told us all maybe an hour before. sigh. Met up with Brendan, Marissa, and Jules and had a surprisingly quiet drink at the Oasis. Love them all!
Hm. I ate a lot of dang pastries this weekend, the culmination of which was a pie-sized apple creme brulee tart that I bought from a French nun outside old St. Pat's before 9am Sunday. And an apricot croissant. Then I went to brunch at M. Henry with Mandi and Brendan, eat eat eat, walked through the Glenwood Arts Fest and felt my heart grow grow grow being in my old neighborhood with all these different kinds of awesome people surrounding me. There was a band from the School of Rock, a four-piece of 13 year olds totally shredding. heartwarming! Then we went to Tommy Nevin's and caught the tail-end of the Irish session, where I maybe drank one too many Guinnesses and then went back into Roger's Park for movie night! Two rows from the front, looking straight up like we are at Laser Floyd, another Guinness in hand, we watched the slew of CGI apes take over San Francisco. Back at B-rand's and we listened to Book of Mormon, swapped music, acquired the Stephen Fry HPs and then I slept exhausted sleep. A visit to the water, started a new book, and now I'm at the Unicorn and I couldn't be happier. Three hours til my bus and the country!