I’m eating my way through Chicago. By the time Chicagoman and I met up last night I was considering cannibilism, but the nice people of the midwest deserve so much more than to be ripped to shreds by my inscisors, so I refrained. We did however hit up a tapas place and had an an interesting array of Nuevo Spanish cuisine and lots of sangria.
As for today, all my food thus far as been tubular. Hehehehe-I have the sense of humor of a twelve year old boy. Starting out okay with a Banana, then heading to “the sausage superstore” for some serious sausage.
Holy Hot Dogs Batman.
I never need to eat again.