Sorry, I should have said something about being gone a few days. I didn’t have a bad reaction to the Zicam — in fact, I owe those of you who recommended it for the Kollege Kold a big wet germ-free kiss — but I did have another engagement, which in my KK misery I nearly forgot was coming.
Fortunately, I managed to pack my bag and make the other arrangements necessary to go to Chicago with the Fellows.
Yes, three days visiting the Hog Butcher to the World with my fFs. Short version: Frontera Grill, Board of Trade, Trib, Billy Goat, Art Institute, Field Museum, Miller’s Pub, architectural walking tour, architectural boating tour, visit with Alex, yadda, etc.
Longer version in a bit.