I just got back from lunch. My friend Katherine and I had decided to go to Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, located one block over because it is Chicago Cold outside (I'm not kidding either). But the sun is shining, like typical Denver weather, so you take the good with the bad.
Anyways, the beauty of Pasta, Pasta, Pasta is that it's light Italian food, and it's what I can only imagine as the food I will have one day when I am visiting. I always get the same thing: Chicken Piccata, a Stuffed Bell Pepper, and Brussel Sprouts. That's right, this place makes the best brussel sprouts. They are roasted with salt, pepper, and EVOO (extra virgin olive oil) and they are damn good.
When we walked in, it was packed, so I quickly made a scan of the options and yes, there were some brussel sprouts left. However, once I finally made it to the front of the line, they were out of them. SO DISAPPOINTED. That was going to be the highlight of my day. I know, I know, brussel sprouts as the highlight of my day, but it's true.
Now, I need something sweet to get me through the next 3 1/2 hours...maybe I can grab a few thin mints from the office...thank God for the Girl Scout Cookie season (and just for your FYI: I was a top cookie seller 2 years running, and yes I am very proud of that).
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