helloyouhellome:

Hello I ate everything in Chicago and died a happy, happy girl.

I took a whirlwind trip through Chicago visiting the loverly Icanhasissues over the weekend. 

We saw Iggy Azalea do it her way complete with cotton candy, lace, and gold. It was a great show, but our weekend was all about quality food. I love food. I love it, I love it, I LOVE IT and Chicago, to me, is the Emerald Food City of My Dreams.

Straight from the airport we sought out Publican Quality Meats. We shared the Charcuterie Plate: black pepper salami, blood head cheese, pork pie, turkey galantine, morteau sausage, pickles, mustard and wedges of good cheese. I could eat all of it for the rest of my life.

The Iggy Azalea concert was badass, even more badass it ended at 9:30, giving us plenty of time for dinner so we rolled over to Scafflaw, a classy gin joint. I was impressed that the doorman was wearing a pair of silver sparkle wingtips and told him so. We dined on pork belly, scallops, and fries, but the gin cocktails hit every note. I had the Basil Bramble (North Shore #11 gin, lemon, combier mure) and my girl had the Bebbo (Letherbee gin, lemon, orange, honey syrup). 

Dessert was necessary, so we headed to Black Dog in Bucktown for goat cheese cashew caramel and pistachio gelato. I was so thoroughly engrossed in mine I don’t remember what Icanhasissues had.

Sunday brought homemade jams on baguette and tea followed by Dim Sum lunch in Chinatown with pork dumplings, shrimp dumplings, and other tasty treats. I ate everything and it was all delicious. 

Consuming great food is hard work, so after lunch we napped and watched bad Bravo TV. I think we angered the neighbors with shouts of “What the effing EFF is going on with these crazy broads?!” (edited for the kiddos)

After napping, we made reservations at Owen&Engine & OhMyGod. I had two Pimms Cups (heaven in a glass), pickled vegetables (heaven in a crock), and the burger (heaven in my belly).

Then to historic Margies Candies where we picked up a hot fudge sundae to-go for our Game of Thrones finale viewing party. 

More screaming at the television and more disgruntled neighbors.

Monday morning dawned and we popped into Glaze and Infused on the way to the airport. Maple bacon bar (photographed for posterity). DONE.

In conclusion, I love Icanhasssues, I love food, and I LOVE CHICAGO.

Reblogging so I can remember all these places I must visit when I’m on my trip to The Chi at the end of the month.