Wednesday, March 2, 2011

A table for four

Jeremy and I ventured out tonight with Jack and Jossie. We went to Feed in Chicago's Ukranian Village. It's a funky place with eclectic decor, colorful strings of lights, loud music and the "egg machine" for Jack. It has counter service and features comfort foods with a Southern bent - roast chicken, mac and cheese, collard greens, pulled pork, the list goes on.

The crowd is mostly hipsters in their twenties and cops from the local precinct. And then there was us - Jeremy is his Brooks Brothers shirt and I in my maternity yoga get-up. Jack - in fact - probably looked most in place there with his dinosaur pajama top (don't ask) and his skull cap.

He had a great time - putting quarter after quarter in the egg machine, which gave him a plastic Easter egg with a prize inside, or as I might call them, "choking hazards." Itty bitty little prizes like pirate rings and cheap yo-yos. (Note to self: Hide these before Jossie can crawl). 

It was so nice to be out, even so casual. Jack could dance around, and Jeremy and I actually could talk about our days. And Jossie just snoozed in her stroller.  We even split a piece of homey berry pie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream (Jeremy has declared that pie is the new cupcake by the way) for dessert before heading out into the chilly Chicago night, our family of four.

2803 W. Chicago Avenue, Chicago
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