We pulled into Chicago around 7pm, CST, unpacked quick and headed straight out to Ribfest! And why not?
THe place was still jumping, for a Sunday night. But this is Chicago now. Yuula even caught her first live rock show. We Were Promised Jetpacks were closing out the whole shebang and was decent musical accompaniment to sticky fingers.
Yuula is checking the Uncles off the list, as far as riding the shoulders is concerned.
We had 3 full racks and a pulled lamb sandwich. It was the first time Yuula's eaten ribs. Mine too.
Ribs on the corner. Welcome to the city. Gonna be a good week.
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