Weekend recap: Taste of Chicago, sunburn and bloggers
Hello hello and happy Sunday! Actually, today is more of my Saturday because I’m off tomorrow, but still, I can’t believe it’s the end of June! Seriously.
And I am totally 100 percent exhausted. It’s been one of those great weekends when you’re totally busy and don’t mind because you’re with great company but then BOOM it hits you all at once and you have no energy to physically do one more thing.
But before I give in to that exhaustion, let’s take a quick trip around my weekend.
Okay first, there was the 20sb meet up
and it was a lot of fun. We had a great mixer Friday at Rebel Bar
in Wrigleyville and it was really nice to see some of my favorite bloggers
again (along with awesome Chicago ones) in person. Then Saturday was the wine tasting with Farmstead Wines
, which supports small farmers worldwide and uses a natural approach to wine making. All the wines we sampled were delicious, especially this puppy:
Oh it was good. Clean, crisp and refreshing. That would definitely get me in trouble because it’s perfect for any meal, including breakfast.
But, actually, before the awesome bloggy goodness, I sacrificed my body to the ultimate in Chicago summer festivals: The Taste of Chicago.
Yes, the Taste of Chicago
is an annual 10-day festival of mostly deep-fried food from various Chicago restaurants, many of which are served on a stick, on the bone or in a small paper bowl with a crappy plastic fork. And everything can be served on a stick, from popcorn to cheesecake to fruit. And why not, it keeps your hands from getting ridiculously dirty and allows you to still hold a beer.
Whenever you go to the Taste, you can count on one of these things happening:
- It will be ridiculously hot/humid outside. On cue, every year, the temp rises to 90 and sometimes adds humidity as another kick in the nuts
- You eat only hot food in the hot sun on the hot pavement
- You sweat through your clothes (sexy, I know)
- Sunburn will appear on one or several parts of your body
- Your personal self-esteem will be boosted
- You find out how little clothing people can wear with or without crossing the decency line
And for me this year, all these goals were achieved, exhibited in part by my new sunburned sleeve, check this b*tch out:
Yes, I should have known better, no I didn’t wear SPF and yes, it’s sore but it looks a lot better in this picture than it did Friday.
I sacrificed my arm for my rib sandwich, rainbow ice cream and perogi. That’s how much I love you Chicago, you dirty wh*re. You better put out next time.
Oh and just as I was about to leave, some guy got BBQ sauce all over the crotch/leg of my shorts. And then laughed at me. Yes, I wanted to cut him and no, I didn’t laugh back.
At the 20sb mixer, my new sunburn was a good topic of conversation because people kept touching my arm and said, “holy cow it’s hot.” Yes, sunburn is hot. And yes, it did hurt that night. Le sigh.
But even though I complain about the Taste and the heat and the sunburn, it’s a Chicago tradition, much like Summerfest was for me growing up. It’s the great summer festivals that make me love this city and get my hands dirty.
How was everyone else’s weekend? Do you have any local festivals, similar to the Taste that you really enjoy going to every year?
Oh and yes I went on two dates this weekend. More to come on that.