Travel Rogue

May 02, 2005

Sunday Mornings

I love Sunday mornings. Usually, all the errands are run, the house is clean and there is a full day in front of me before having to get back in the grind. Yesterday, joined a couple friends for soup dumplings (xiao long bao) and dim sum in Chinatown. Sampled salted soy milk (shen dou jiang) with fried dough (you tiao), and the house specialty, scallion pancakes (chong you bing). I was stuffed to the brim! After brunch, we headed over to a cafe in Wicker Park. Filter. It's your total hip, eclectic crowd...punk rockers, artists, students...and great coffee. The mismatched 60s furniture works well with the exposed brick, and the bathroom walls are covered in chalkboard paint and overlapping pseudo-temporary sentiments. We sat on a couch by the window and divided our attention between people watching and a left-behind crossword puzzle. I got through a few more pages of Chomsky (insightful, yes; objective, not so much) and whipped through a rough draft of a speech I'll give later this month at my alma mater. Last stop in this leisurely day was an urban tribe grill out to welcome Michelle into her new home. In true form, instead of bringing to food to the grill, John brought the grill to the food, wheeling the Weber at least a hundred yards away from the community area to Michelle's front door. The grilled vegetables came out perfect, the store-bought couscous and feta salad was delish, the chicken still juicy, and the strawberries fresh. It was a wonderful day, and further emphasizes the importance of having a good workout routine.

Posted by carolyn at May 2, 2005 10:38 AM

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