In which the creator of this blog will attempt to document 365 days of his life with at least one photograph per day. An attempt to revive some artistic creativity currently well buried in a trained attorney's mind and body. All things dear to him will be documented: family, friends, his home, his dog, music, food, sports, and his camera.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Day Sixty - 6.18.10 - A Stormy First Anniversary (Weather Only)
On Friday, Lauren and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary, and the evening literally got off to a stormy start. At about 5 PM, a major line of thunderstorms swept through downtown moments after arrival at the Affinia Hotel. The young trees fronting the lobby bent in the gusty winds, rain zipped horizontally down Superior Ave., lightning bolts illuminated the ominous skies, and thunder claps frightened the children of tourists. The worst of the storm passed, and we made our way to Table 52, the restaurant of Chicago chef Art Smith (former personal chef for Ms. Oprah Winfrey). The food was delicious, but a bit heavy, amplified perhaps by our order as we skipped the starters and opted for three of Mr. Smith's southern style sides. Accompanying our plates of short rib and a nicely roasted pork chop were fried pickles, onion ring beignets, and some of the finest mac and cheese you'll ever get in a Blue state (pictured with a glass of malbec). Sorry arteries...
On Friday, Lauren and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary, and the evening literally got off to a stormy start. At about 5 PM, a major line of thunderstorms swept through downtown moments after arrival at the Affinia Hotel. The young trees fronting the lobby bent in the gusty winds, rain zipped horizontally down Superior Ave., lightning bolts illuminated the ominous skies, and thunder claps frightened the children of tourists. The worst of the storm passed, and we made our way to Table 52, the restaurant of Chicago chef Art Smith (former personal chef for Ms. Oprah Winfrey). The food was delicious, but a bit heavy, amplified perhaps by our order as we skipped the starters and opted for three of Mr. Smith's southern style sides. Accompanying our plates of short rib and a nicely roasted pork chop were fried pickles, onion ring beignets, and some of the finest mac and cheese you'll ever get in a Blue state (pictured with a glass of malbec). Sorry arteries...
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