Last year, we were at the Scabby Cabby. This year, a group of college friends and one special guest (more on her in a second) got together in Chicago for drinks, dinner, and more drinks.
I got to Nic's condo just west of downtown about 4:00. On my way down, I saw HIM! The Master of the Universe! Traffic was a bitch, and what should have taken 15 minutes or so took about an hour. As I got to his place, I realized that I forgot my CAMERA! So, you are just going to have to suffer with these taken on my crappy cell phone camera. Dems da berries.
Eventually, planes, trains, and automobiles were used to assemble the party, and we taxied into River North to Sullivan's for dinner. Yum! I had the tomato & mozzarella salad with balsamic reduction. I love tomatoes and these were ripe and flavorful. And the balls of fresh mozzarella? Devine. For my main course, I had the grilled swordfish. And a couple of spears of asparagus. So, yeah, my pee stills sounds funny.
After dinner, we went back to the neighborhood, and hit a little dive bar for a while.
The bar had a great jukebox, and we got to hear Sweet Caroline (bhu, bhu, bhu) twice in the hour that we were there. After the bar, we headed back to Nic's place for a bit (someone broke a heal on the way). The a few quasi-responsible people went back to our hotel rooms. Yes, I live a $20 cab ride away, and stayed in a $125 hotel room. I knew that if I went home, odds were low that I would make it back the next day for brunch.
A fitful night of sleeping (man, I can't drink like I used to) where I was up every 2 hours followed. About 10:30, we were back at the condo, drinking fabulous Bloody Maries, and eating wonderful omelets made by Laughlin.
About 2:00 some people needed rides to the train station, and after dropping them off, I got home and took crashed out for an hour and a half.
And thus ended Mac-Christmas-Bash 2009.