Taste of Chicago

Yesterday we went downtown to the "Taste of Chicago" festival thing. Brian and I took the "L" (train) to meet Mabby and Nel in Downtown. "Taste of Chicago" is an anual food and music festival held in Downtown near the lake. Some of the restaurants found in the city would put up little booths where people can buy food of all sorts, hence the name "Taste of Chicago". So imagine a collection of 65 restaurant booths, more than a hundred thousand people, and little and big concerts all in one place. Doesn't that sound fun? :)

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Just the mere sound of the name of the festival makes a foodlover like me weak in the knees. I have been secretly wanting to go to this thing eversince Brian told me about it. Hehehe. I imagined myself hopping from one booth to another, chomping on almost every food I can stuff in my mouth! Isn't that heaven???? :)

But what supposed to be a taste of Chicago turned into "Smell of Chicago". Why? There were tooooooo many people at the festival! The place was so crowded that it was too difficult to booth hop and eat. It was pretty much like EDSA during the People Power. No kidding. EDSA Revolution with white, black, brown, and yellow people, that is. :)

Bummer! I was so looking forward to tasting everything! Hehehe.

Santana was having a concert that afternoon so we thought we could skip the food (as if we had any choice) and just enjoy the music. The concert was free but since it was a first-come-first-served thing, the concert area was too full that they would not let us in. Bummer again.

I could see people walk pass by me with little white plates filled with pizza, cheesecake, grilled burgers, chips..... I was so hungry that I was tempted to just grab other people's food as they walk by. They won't notice anyway since we were packed like sardines. I could easily reach over the plate of the person beside me, grab a chip or two, an pop them in my mouth. I'll be moving again with the crowd before he can notice he's missing a few chips on his plate. Hehehe. :)

Anyways, since we were all hungry, we just went to a real restaurant instead to eat a real meal. We had dinner at Italian Village. Nice little place! Food was awesome too! The manager was also very friendly. He kept on unexpectedly popping at our table several times during our dinner (he reminds me so much of the butler in Mr. Deeds). When he found out we were all Filipino (I was guessing he is Italian), he started to tell us about his son (was it his son, or nephew?) who married a Filipina etc....... then a few minutes after that, he showed up at our table again and started to ask about Filipino cooking... :)

After our nice little dinner we had coffee at Caffe Baci.

That's it for me. I'm pretty exhausted with all the walking and eating we did today. Exhausted but happy. :)