After a stint of travel, personal time off for seeing the world, and simply sitting still long enough to stop acting like it is imperative that I live my life in one day, I have resumed my eating and journalling. Hip, hip, hurrah! Things have been quite busy and it is important that I take time out to get nourishment for whatever adventures I have in store. And in good spirit, I must keep you, my reading audience, in the know about all the fantastic ethnic eateries that Chicago has to offer.
So, don’t just sit there. Get on the bus. Get on down to a local restaurant and get your fill. Know that there is love in eating. Know that there is life. Just be sure to wipe the last bit of crumbs and gravy from the corners of your lips.