piccolo and amy

my relationship with piccolo neatly parallels the story of Duncan and Dolores. This is the story of a little girl who gets a cat and loves the cat, and just wants the cat to play with her. but the cat, being a cat, does not want to play, and runs and hides or sits with the calm sister faye.

in fact replace a few key words (Dolores with Amy, Duncan with Piccolo, and Faye with Nick) and you are left with a book that could be our story.

in fact sometimes nick calls me Dolores.

just because piccolo cries when i snuggle her. just because she claws and scrambles to get free when i flip her on her back and squibble her tummy. just because she sometimes darts out of a room upon my entry, just because I like to pull her tail and poke at her feet.

in the story the little girl eventually gives up on the cat and then the cat comes to play. In real life I go to work, leaving piccolo alone, and upon my return the kitten wants to play. and here for a few minutes when we have the house to ourselves our lives diverge from the story. i just want to be left alone....and piccolo just wants love, poking with one little paw at my leg communicating "escuse me, ESCUSE ME! i am kitten. pet please. you cannot resist my kitten love eyes"

you had me at free beer.

when my brother started working here I'd lived here a month. and I was good at going to the pizza places that make chicago dining famous. this after all is what people want when they come to visit. when my brother lived here he ate out every night and I tagged along often on Papa Deloitte's dollar. through my brother I found my favorite breakfast place, yolk, where I am more that willing to wakw up at the crack of dawn and pay the chicago parking meters, just so I can enjoy their oversized, underpriced breakfasts, I also discovered my favorite mac and cheese at bijan's bistro.....where your cravings can be cured till 4 am. and I discovered by bimonthly hangout, rock bottom brewery.

we made the unfortunate mistake of stumbling into the RB grille the first time we frequented the establishment. delightful if you are willing to pay a premium for tablecloths and hostess seating. trip number 2 we hit up the cheaper and more delicious uncovered tables, seat yourself side of the joint and I was hooked.

the chicken waldorf salad...perhaps one of my favorite salads EVER.

add to this the addition of mug club membership - FREE card, 20 oz beers instead of pints, and PRIZES after increments of visits. ( my pint glass count it 4)

add to this more with $5 appetizers including FULL pizzas during happy hour and I am there. I am there twice a month (if not more)

the newest addition...FREE beer. - not so good the the RB crowd,,,but new to me and simply delighful - every 3rd Thursday of the month, when they tap their new seasonal brew. 2 hours of FREE beer. FREE GOOD beer. I am 100% there.

I am 100% there AND I blogged about it.