Busy morning

Today I felt very cosmopolitan. I went out on a run in my neighborhood, running up Clark Street to Wrigley Field, through the Saturday late-morning crowds. I ran by the Halsted Gay and Lesbian Pride setup (can't wait to watch the outrageous parade tomorrow), and stopped at the farmer's market to pick up sweet peas for me, sweet cherries for Matt, and some beautiful flowers for the house.

Last night Kate and Steve were in visiting from Minneapolis. We went to a fantastic dinner at Moto, and I think we all liked the incredible creations Chef put together. This evening we plan to have deep-dish pizza. How can you visit Chicago without having deep-dish?

Well, the answer is, you can't.