As a southern transplant to Chicago, I always wondered when it would feel like I really lived here. Where I felt like it was a home (obviously can't be like my actual HOME in Florida, but you know what I mean). Here are some ways that I realized I had settled in here:
(1) I knew multiple ways to get from Point A to Point B on the CTA without consulting www.transitchicago.com. This is especially helpful if there is an accident on LSD or major delays on the train.
(2) I had developed an educated opinion about where to get the best deep dish in the city (Lou Malnati's of course).
(3) I could easily identify a Trixie or Chad by sight and name at least three bars where they can be found.
(4) I could shout my order quickly at Potbelly's.
(5) I got slightly irritated at suburbanites trying to figure out the turnstile at the eL station.
(6) I knew the difference between fans at the Cell vs. the Friendly Confines (i.e. US Cellular vs. Wrigley Field).
(7) I wasn't surprised to read about the Mob in the Trib.
(8) I memorized the Empire Carpet commercial *sings 588-2300 EMPIIIIIRE*
(9) I relate all my downtown directions to State and Madison.
(10) I could distinguish between 312, 773, 847, 708, and 630.
I wonder how long I'll retain this info when I move back to the FLA?
Any Chicagoans reading my blog? Add to the list!
Lemony Romaine and Avocado Salad
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This simple lemony romaine and avocado salad is refreshing, vibrant, and
delicious! I recently made this delicious simple lemony romaine and avocado
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