Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Matt, if you want to try a really good seafood place, go to the Blue Fish in midtown (corner of Cooper & Young). Everything I've eaten there pretty much rocks. Of course, my sister owns the place, but still.
eta: Oh! And it's the sister you met when we had drinks at the Peabody that night!
All good questions, and I haven't talked about it with Dan yet. I'm just musing.
I don't think many -- if any -- of my friends would be sad. Most of the super close ones were at the courthouse shindig.
My fam was there too; not sure about Dan's. He is so laissez-faire though, I really can't suss out if he has family that truly cares, or if he would just be assuming.
Just something to think about.
Ah, ita, it sucks that you're that miserable! I feel so bad for you!
3 weeks for a restaurant to close? Wow, that's...impressive.
Oh man, ita, I want to see that plaid/polka outfit! I'm sorry the week has been so sucky. You push so hard through your medical conditions...
I think it takes spectacularly bad business planning to start a new restaurant without enough operating capital to stay open more than three weeks.
I remember a restaurant near North Station in Boston that I'm pretty sure never actually opened, even though all the renovations and redesign had been done on the space. I walked past it ever day as it was being set up, but I can't remember it ever being opened.
I do remember they were an off-shoot of a place in the 'burbs that got into BIG trouble for overserving people who later got in accidents, so maybe the fines and litigation did them both in.
Matt, if you want to try a really good seafood place, go to the Blue Fish in midtown (corner of Cooper & Young). Everything I've eaten there pretty much rocks. Of course, my sister owns the place, but still.
Does she own The Reef that's now replaced it? I ate at Blue Fish once during the street fair (and it was yummy), but the dinner prices generally kept me away.
There was a restaurant in downtown Evanston that served breakfast cereal. I think they were open very briefly but then they were closed down because they didn't have the proper license (or maybe it was a health-code violation). They never reopened.
There was a restaurant in downtown Evanston that served breakfast cereal.
I saw them!! I thought about going in. It looked neat. I don't remember when that was (a business trip maybe?). But then I kinda realized there was no point in spending as much as a box of breakfast cereal on...one bowl. And i think I was probably headed somewhere else to eat.
I'm just now watching last night's GA.
Bailey made me cry.
Bad Bailey!
There used to be a cereal restaurant near me, and I meant to go there with Kat's K, but it shut down before I managed. That space in general is pretty cursed.
Spidra, I know I have a pic of this
wonderful
top up on my alternate flickr account...but I can't even remember the credentials to it. Or I'd link from my phone.
I'm a little perplexed that Colbert was allowed to testify before Congress mostly in character. It's like him and Jon Stewart are allowed officially to make a mockery of how far off the rails government is going.
Today has been busy, you know, once I got up. Went to have lunch with mac at his school. ran 2 errands and then the parents came over. Dad built mac a table to hold 2 plastic bins of moon sand (I guess we could make more than two as they just lift in and out). Then mom and I went to get fabric to line the curtains and dad got to work fixing some rotted out boards in my backyard fence. In the middle there I met a neighbor across the street I had not yet met and also moved 5 more of those 25lb edging stones. Folded some laundry, mom made the beds, went and ran another errand and then got mac from school.
Only bad part of the day was that mom was emptying the dishwasher for me and while putting things away knocked a glass out of the cabinets and it broke. Of course it was my 1939 World's Fair juice glass. ugh. I didn't react at all, because you know, things happen, and no good would come from her knowing it cost me like $50.