Thursday, July 12, 2012

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.


The Good:
Dinner at Next

We arrived a little early with hopes of getting into The Aviary for some fun pre-dinner drinks and we were in luck.  We sat on the patio and enjoyed some Achatz genius-cocktail-creations before scooting next door for our dinner. Hands-down the craziest, most elaborate cocktails you will ever see.  

Next has a rotating menu that changes every 3 months.  I've heard people joke that it's called Next because it's "next to impossible" to get in.  Lucky for us, TG's stepmom is a huge foodie and stays connected with the Chicago restaurant scene.  Past menus have included Paris 1912, Childhood, Thailand, and now Sicily.  For each of these menus, Chef Achatz and Chef Beran facilitate a performance of sorts.  Details like the music, Italian wines, and plates resembling what you would find in your Italian grandmother’s house set the stage for Sicily.   And then there’s the actual food.  Each course is accompanied by detailed explanations of the ingredients and a bite-sized history lesson.  Course after course, you can’t help but feel like you’ve escaped to Italy for a few hours.   At the end of 8 courses and accompanying wine pairings, I left pleasantly stuffed (and if we’re being honest, quite tipsy).

(Another) Good:
My mom and sister are coming to visit for a whole week on the 20th! Three cheers for girl time. TG has no idea what he is in for.

The Bad:
Our air-conditioner went out on June 16th. We called our landlord to have it fixed on Monday the 18th.  Today is July 12th and we still have no a/c.

The Ugly:
The part that they need has been ordered but apparently (allegedly) had to be manufactured and would take 2-3 weeks.  We are on week 2 from that date and still nothing. I’ve complained about it to my TG (God bless the guy), to my mom, to my dad, to anyone who will listen, and now the Internet. Apparently complaining does nothing. Who knew?

Luckily, TG's parents live a few blocks away from us and have been (graciously) letting us stay at their condo.  With their huge terrace, never-ending treat/toy supply, 2 Munsterlanders, our dogs think they are at the Ritz. 

Have you ever dealt with this kind of nonsense? And if you have some secret weapon (or threatening words to make stuff happen quickly) please do share! ha

If you can spare a few prayers, please pray that my a/c gets fixed by next week. 

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