We stayed on the north side today, taking the kids up to the neighborhood we lived in briefly when we first moved to Chicago in 2003. We lived on Jansen street just north of Addison in the Southport neighborhood. It's come a long way baby (although it has been over 10 years ...)!
To make up for how boring this little trip down memory lane would be for the kids, we took them to get ice cream at Jenni's Blended Ice Cream. this is new since we left and they make some beautiful ice cream. Instead of eggs, they use cream cheese as a thickening agenda. OMG - delish! Our tour included the local playground (of course) and a fun sculpture to climb on.
In the evening, we decided that we'd better visit Wrigley Field and cheer on the home team. I'm embarrassed to admit it but we didn't go to one game when we lived here so we figured it was time to remedy that tragic situation. We got some scalper tickets, grabbed a Chicago dog, a cold beer and a bag of peanuts. We stuck with the cubbies through the 4th inning, then we decided to split when the Brewer's lead was unsurmountable and the promised 'hot summer night' had turned decidedly cold. We walked home past all the fun bars on Clark Street, reminiscing about being drunk and 20. We passed a bar called, simply, 'Beer' -- they had ongoing beer pong tournaments and a low-fi Karaoke machine. Doesn't get any better than that!
To make up for how boring this little trip down memory lane would be for the kids, we took them to get ice cream at Jenni's Blended Ice Cream. this is new since we left and they make some beautiful ice cream. Instead of eggs, they use cream cheese as a thickening agenda. OMG - delish! Our tour included the local playground (of course) and a fun sculpture to climb on.
In the evening, we decided that we'd better visit Wrigley Field and cheer on the home team. I'm embarrassed to admit it but we didn't go to one game when we lived here so we figured it was time to remedy that tragic situation. We got some scalper tickets, grabbed a Chicago dog, a cold beer and a bag of peanuts. We stuck with the cubbies through the 4th inning, then we decided to split when the Brewer's lead was unsurmountable and the promised 'hot summer night' had turned decidedly cold. We walked home past all the fun bars on Clark Street, reminiscing about being drunk and 20. We passed a bar called, simply, 'Beer' -- they had ongoing beer pong tournaments and a low-fi Karaoke machine. Doesn't get any better than that!
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