Breakfast at Blueberry Hill

Oh, boy. I have so much to tell you. There’s the weather, of course, which we always talk about, and how yes, it’s been rainy, but I rather like the rain, and it doesn’t at all ruin spring for me…

Brunch at The Bristol

If you’re from Chicago, cancel your brunch plans for next weekend. (Please?) I know I don’t often make demands around here, but in this case, it is justified—and you will thank me later, I promise. Instead of whatever you’d originally…

The Best Pizza in Chicago. Period.

While it’s true Chicago is traditionally known for its deep-dish pizza, I’m going to let you in on a little secret: this city makes a mean Neapolitan-style. Especially at Spacca Napoli. Back in the days when we were trying every…

The Oak Park Farmers’ Market

Not quite a year ago, I almost moved to Oak Park. And now, even though I think it was the right decision not to go, every now and then, I think of what it might have been like to live…

Takeout Worth Trying

Within the first few hours I spent in Athens, I got some chicken souvlaki from a fast-food stand—was it called Pita Pan?—for a few dollars, and, maybe it was the jet lag or the excitement, but that pita was the…