Last Saturday Josh and I trekked up to Milwaukee for the Bucks game. The Bucks aren’t so hot right now (last place, oy), but the drive up to Wisconsin is short and the tickets are the right price. Milwaukee may be close, but it couldn’t be more different from Chicago. As the state’s biggest city it pales in comparison to Chicago. After eating dinner at Water Street Brewery we were just a quick walk to the Bradley Center, where they were selling Girl Scout cookies and selling Bucks-inspired dog apparel, so I was sold:)
A while back Josh and I met my dad for dinner at Maya del Sol, a Latin American restaurant in Oak Park. When I was growing up, my great aunt lived in Oak Park and we used to often visit her. We’d have lunch at a little pancake diner on the corner of Lake Street or we’d have dinner at Leona’s. I used to think Oak Park was so old school and glamorous, especially in her vintage apartment. Oak Park still has its charm and after doing some research, this restaurant is the place to be. Josh and I were on board, but my dad wasn’t convinced. That changed though as soon as the nachos arrived, and the enchiladas. I stuck with my usual rice and beans, but it didn’t disappoint. There wasn’t even a crumb left for Chick.
Last weekend, Josh and I stood in line (okay, just Josh) for the chance to get into a free early screening of Wes Anderson’s new movie, The Grand Budapest Hotel. Tickets were free, it was an early release of the movie (it won’t hit most movie theaters in Chicago until next weekend), and there was a Q&A session with Mr. Anderson himself (think: The Royal Tenenbaums) so the line was l.o.n.g.
Josh toughed it out in the cold for over two hours, I was in it for about thirty minutes. Woops. But in the end we were lucky and got seats. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the movie at first, but as it played on, it totally grew on me and I definitely recommend it! It was also my first time at the Music Box Theatre, and I can’t wait to go back. It’s one of those old-timey places that reminds me of The Tivoli, where we used to go way back in the day growing up.
(Image via Josh)
Sometimes brunch seems like it’s the most snobbiest meal. It’s not necessary, unlike breakfast, it’s not as exciting as a dinner out on the town and it’s not as humble as my favorite: the afternoon snack. In fact, Josh and I often joke about how we hate the term, “let’s do brunch,” but my friend Seebs swears by it, and she knows her stuff.
I’ve mentioned the court case dogs from Safe Humane Chicago before, and this time there’s brunch involved. One Tail at a Time, in conjunction with SHC and Taverna 750, is hosting a brunch and wine tasting to benefit these pups. Over the years, SHC has saved many, many pups from an otherwise cruel fate, and OTAT has taken in close to 20 of these dogs, all whom have since been adopted into loving homes. So if you’re in the Chicago area, come sip mimosas with us and nibble on tasty vegan treats. You can buy tickets right here.
Last Thursday my friend Beth and I left the pups at home and ventured out into the cold on February 13 (AKA Galentine’s Day) and headed to Progress Bar to attend MODA presents Urban Chic, a fashion show for the urban man. Beth was invited by an old friend and we had no idea what to expect. We were pleasantly surprised, and while I never, ever go out on a Thursday night I’m glad that I did. The venue was welcoming, the people were friendly and the show was so much fun. I think it’s safe to say all the men there were much more well dressed than us. C’est la vie.