38. Doubtful Dash

I forgot about the marathon as soon as it was mentioned, but the seed was planted in my head and it sprouted when I heard something on the news about a computer glitch that would delay Chicago Marathon registration, irritating runners near and far. Delayed registration meant that I still had a chance at getting…

21. Self-Conscious Sauce

Winter break was set to begin Thursday so we scrambled to use up all the produce we had left in the refrigerator. Tomatoes were on my hit list for the day and I planned to make my special pasta sauce. I didn’t normally make it because it could only be done with fresh tomatoes, and…

14. Rebound Beef

I learned that the pork roast guy lived down the street from me and that his name was Eamon. We met at Club Foot — it was equidistant from our houses. It also happened to be my favorite bar. It was the quintessential dive bar with a deep, dark history of punk rock. It was…

12. Severed and Satisfied

Back to where I was on Friday, boyfriendless and bored, I resumed cooking as usual only now with fewer smiles and a sharper mind. I was scheduled to work more at Pots et des Casseroles for the week. They had me coming in on Wednesday evening and I was to help close. Being the 14th of…