At Home in the Flyover Zone
As I mark my sixth anniversary as an ex-pat New Yorker living in King Daley’s court, I realize this is the first New Year in Chicago that I don’t want to be anywhere else.
A Public in Civility
Recently, my Korean foodie friend, (‘I don’t freaking look like Margaret Cho!’) Rozella, and I were discussing what we liked about Chicago. Unlike me, Rozella’s a native, and we both stay here for different reasons. Rozella wants to be close to her family. I’m here simply because strangers say ‘hi’ to each other. It’s a friendly way of being completely absent from my NYC hometown.