ComingHome:TakeTwo

Phil and I missed our flight yesterday, skimming three minutes off the 45-minute baggage check-in requirement. And then we stood in line for forty minutes waiting to talk to the one person who could have gotten us on the plane anyway but of course was useless after said forty minutes.

We stayed at a hotel in Arlington Heights… which… I think is the first time I’ve spent any amount of time in Arlington Heights. It’s pretty nice, as far as I can tell from the breakfast buffet.

And now, we’re off to hop the shuttle to take us back to the airport, and then I’ll be home for dinner with my three little poopsies. Oh, and here’s a photo of my second-to-last dinner in Sweet Home Chicago. Fine dining at its best. Extra credit for those able to identify the shade of green on that relish.

urp

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sida sida said on...
07.31.07 at 02:36 PM |

Celery Salt.

And if I’m right, it’s only because my BIL, born and raised in Chicago, was here for the weekend and was aghast that I had none to offer him for his dog.

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