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Meet and Greets


Between the holidays, the never ending Polar Vortex and a busy work schedule, life as gotten the best of me. As I sit here hyped up on some Alka-Seltzer on yet another Work From Home day (thanks to those tundra temperatures), I figured I should take some time to update.

Within the past two months, I met two people I’ve been waiting to meet since 2004. And three weeks ago, I got to meet a tiny little lass I’ve been waiting to see and hold since August.

First up, the Bernings. Fate dealt us one sweet card when Matthias and his parents ventured down to Chicago the same weekend Mom was in town. We’ve heard a lot about Matthias’s parents over the years, but we’ve never met, as they don’t come to the States all that often. This meeting/reunion of sorts was my absolute favorite part of the holiday season. We all easily fit into conversations with each other, though Matthias had to jump in every now and then and wow us with his seamless German-English-German speech. The weather wasn’t the best, though I spent the whole day in fits of giggles and smiles. A Christmas miracle? Nah, just much overdue.

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After some time Facetiming with Lisa and Baby Beckett, I ended up having a work trip out to Colorado. Lucky for me, the presentation was on a Friday, which meant I could take the weekend with the Watsons down in Colorado Springs and finally meet Baby B. I was pretty excited and anxious as well as a little more than nervous. I cannot tell you the last time I held a baby. After a drive (and gossip sesh) from Denver to the Springs with just Lisa, I arrived to Watson Manor ready to meet Baby B. We both played coy. And during the Kansas game the next day we moved into the “hold me” phase. Thankfully, there’s one thing Baby B and I cannot get enough of…books.


Sharing some book love while dressed in Rock Chalk attire

Even with the mood swings of Old Man Winter, it’s hard to complain too much. Especially since Restaurant Week is going on and Sundance U.S.A. is this Thursday. Needless to say, there’s not much meandering around the city though enjoying the quiet, downtime of “too-cold-for-tourists” season.

The Absolute Most Wonderful Time of the Year


It’s that blessed time of year: Restaurant Week; the perfect excuse to grab some friends and head out to uncharted lands that you’ve dared to explore.

Especially in the winter, you can find yourself stuck in a rut for our dining habits. Mainly because it’s close, it’s convenient and you already know what you’ll order. Which is why I welcome Restaurant week with open arms. With prix fixe menus, you have a few options with the certainty these are delightful offerings.

This blessed union of food, wine, friends and laughter cannot happen during a better time, the wretched month of February. I’m convinced February is the shortest month because it’s the most terrible in Chicago. It’s like the calendar fates knew we can barely handle another day (except that every four years thing).

This year’s restaurant week is pretty stellar and I found myself picking places not based off of their menus, but ones that still had reservations. Heading to RPM Italian (Herb Roasted Chicken and Polenta, I’m coming for you) tonight, Townhouse Chicago tomorrow and rounding out the week with a roommate date night at Taverna 750 (Italian tapas?!). Let’s hope I don’t have too much idle time at work otherwise, I see a few more stops in my future.

Most cities across the nation have restaurant week, so be sure to find out when can declare a spot at the table.

My exact emotions on Restaurant Week: