My kind of town, Chicago is

My recent long weekend in Chicago was really two adventures: One that was all about eating, drinking, touring, and shopping. And one that was all about rocking.

Angie and I fell in love with the Ruby Red Lemon Drop Martinis at the Grill on the Alley and had (at least) one each day:

The sunset view at the Signature Lounge was fantastic:

We spent Friday on Bobby’s Bikes, Bites & Brews tour:

We had a slice at Gino’s East.

Here’s my Key Lime Cupcake at Swirlz, the oldest cupcake only bakery in the city.

We shared a Chicago style dog at Murphy’s Red Hot.
Angie: Can you cut it in half?
Murphy: Do you want me to eat it for you, too?

Locals recommended Gene & Georgetti, and it did not disappoint.

Yes, I ordered pasta at a steakhouse.

Shared desserts are the sign of a great evening.

As for the the rocking part of the weekend:

A storm moving through the Chicago area interrupted the set after only a few songs and delayed the show nearly three hours. What started at 8pm didn’t end until 2am. The whole thing was… well, read this to get a tiny idea of the huge magic.