Supperclub afternoon

the other day chris and I met up with one of his coworkers for midafternoon delight at one of our very favorite places to eat, club lucky, quietly glamorous, tucked away on a residential corner of bucktown– for exquisite “traditional” italian fare. we love the old-timey supperclub feel of the place and the gracious swoop of the front room bar and seriously considered hosting our wedding party here before settling on a restaurant in our neighborhood. still, it’s one of our very favorite food haunts.

icy cold gin and tonics expertly served by a polished bartender

tender calimari grilled to perfection and served in a light tomato sauce

penne arrabiata, perfectly dressed in savory sauce


A visit to the sugar fortress

not exactly what you’d expect to encounter rising monolithic from the cornfield-lined secondary highways of indiana: albanese candy factory, purveyors of all things gummy and whizbang with a vivid, spectacular, and psychedelic front of the house, live, perpetually-glurping chocolate fountain tower, and a nifty rampway peepshow of the sugar-dusted manufacturing floor, scuttling with head-to-toe white-plastic-clad workers– but no taking pictures of the factory, they pray you!

one can only presume the shyness of oompa loompas or, more darkly, defense against  slugworths of the plains states.