I need a benefactor. Chicago is a dangerous place for a poor foodie like me. Too many nice restaurants and not enough $$$. (Contrary to popular belief, not all lawyers make a ton of $$$.) Last night, I went out to Mercat a la Planxa with D, one of my best friends from college who’s in town this week. D and I are both die hard foodies and it was fun to throw financial caution to the wind and grossly over indulge. The tapas were great. We got a fabulous table overlooking the entire restaurant and I got to try foie gras for the first time (loved it). Add to that, the fun of catching up with an old friend and it was a perfect evening. Just what the doctor ordered.
But I had to laugh a little. I think I spent more on dinner than on the outfit I wore to dinner. Crazy, right?