Life
This morning, a promotion took place on North Michigan Avenue for a chain of coffee counters located only in BP gas stations. Which aren't located within two miles of North Michigan Avenue. Can it just be me who thinks this is a silly thing to promote to city dwellers?
Life
I just get finished giggling about the LaSalle Bank float that got stuck under the Lake Street 'L' during the White Sox parade when, lo, what do I encounter on my walk to work this a.m. at Lake and Wabash? Another stuck truck.
Life
It is ingrained in a New Yorker to expect that you take your life in your hands when you wade into a crowd of a million of your least-close friends for any reason save the Macy's Parade. So you'll pardon me if I marvel at the civility that took place at last week's Sox Parade in Chicago.
Marina City
The good news: Marina City has 1960s state-of-the-art architecture. The bad news: Marina City has 1960s state-of-the-art technology.
Food and Drink
When you live and work downtown, those lunchtime eateries we all frequent on weekdays merit added importance--and scrutiny. Comparing Oasis middle-eastern takeout with Marshall Field's food court on opposite sides of Wabash, the one spectacularly worth making a special trip for is not the one you mi
Chicago
The street work that closed the Wabash Avenue Bridge is coming to an end. As the cute little sand tubers exit the east end of IBM Plaza and cars return, something else will exit, too: quiet.
Life
I can't believe it actually happened. Like something out of a movie, I accidentally met the man of my dreams on a street corner. And little did we know, besides dreaming about each other, we had been emailing each other on and off for a year.
Marina City
I never thought that bad balcony behavior at Marina City could any get worse. Well, tie me up in rope lights, folks, because the corncobs have reached an explosive new low: fireworks dropped from high-rise floors.
Food and Drink
Ever since I became a home cook, I’ve wanted to try my hand at coq au vin. This Saturday with Devyn, I finally took the plunge. We both agreed it's one of the best things I've ever made. Here's the recipe.
Life
Why suburbasauruses want to bring their cars into downtown Chicago is beyond me. Maybe it’s something in the water table out near 294. The remnants of some 1950s radium experiment gone awry that, over time, infects the brains of otherwise rational collar-county denizens.
Marina City
Being a good Marina Citizen, there are things that I just won’t do on my 175-square-foot, petal-shaped, 38th-floor balcony. Trouble is, the younger set has no tolerance for convention. From the ground, nothing would belie our beloved corncobs’ monumental mid-century modern style. But looking from on
Chicago
Open your mouth about the impending corporate murder of the Marshall Field’s nameplate by the evil retail overlords at Federated and some heartbroken local will immediately insert their foot and claim the real Marshall Field’s is no more. Is that so?