Posts Tagged ‘Chicago beach’


April 11, 2011

Well hello, Monday. You came a lot faster than I expected.

This weekend was mucho random. First, I worked quite a bit. I can’t wait to show you’ve what I’ve been doing. As soon as it goes live, you’ll be the first to see!

Second, I’d like to point out that we found ourselves in the burbs at a Chili’s. Yes, Chili’s.

I’d like to pretend that we were trying to be ironic, while sipping on an El Presidente, but I’d be lying. It was more like poor planning and it was right next to the theater we were going to. And hey, the parking’s free. That’s kind of a big deal here.

Can I just say this, before we move on to the pretty pictures? I don’t think I’ve eaten at the mega-chain shaped like a giant pepper in (at minimum) two years. Maybe three … and there’s reason why. I feel like I’m still detoxing the next day from all of the salt added in their food. Seriously, don’t expect me to be ordering an Oldtimer anytime soon. OK, maybe if I’m stuck in an airport for more than four hours. But that’s the only exception.

OK, now for the best part. Ready?

We went to the beach.

I know, I know … it’s just a beach. But that’s where you’re wrong. It was a taste of freedom. A small bite of what the spring and summer will be like here. Not having to wear a uniform of super-thick coat, snow boots and a puffy vest.

Flip-flops! T-shirts and shorts! Glorious sun! Freedom!

So here’s what Foster Avenue Beach looked like yesterday. Expect me here every weekend.

foster avenue beach