Recently, I turned the tables on Joe Campagna — aka Chicago Food Snob — and asked him a mash-up of the 20 questions he’s been…

August in Chicago. It’s been a year since my repatriation. Scary stuff, this time-flies business. I forget how HOT Chicago can be. The British person…

I decided kinda last minute to go to Cancun for the weekend last weekend. I was miserably pale and — although I’m not a beach…

The other week, I was invited to one of my first big food media events in Chicago. I say food “media” because this wasn’t just…

I want to love Baba Palace because they were so sweet to me. I dropped in on my walk home from work one evening —…

Christina & Kent are having twins on Thursday. And Kent has two broken elbows. Cracks me up every time I think about it. Yes, I’m…

Just like I’m not entirely sure how I’ve been able to dine at Next not once but three times when everyone else is so valiantly…

When life’s got me down, I head on over to the 7th floor of Macy’s — yes, the food court — and I order myself…