What better place to ring in the new year than a big exciting city, right? That’s exactly the reason Nicole and I headed to Chicago this New Year’s Eve. That and the Girl Talk concert. And the bars. Oh, and the food, too.
Having visited that windiest of cities—and believe me, it’s fucking windy there in late December—I’m well aware of the plethora of food and drink options available, so visiting as many as possible during the trip is of highest priority.
Refueled and ready for action we hiked back to Sara’s for showers, mimosas, and relaxation. Champagne, orange juice, and The Hangover helped ease our transition from afternoon into evening when, surprise-surprise it was time to eat again. During our afternoon of laziness more friends and visitors arrived picking at the previous evening’s leftovers but we hungered for something more than snacks. Our first choice was more south-of-the-border fare at a popular new place called Big Star. The smells were delicious and the rumors of the queso fundido dip had certainly sparked our interest but when we arrived they were no longer seating parties looking to dine in. We drank a Tecate, one of my favorite Mexican beers, while we weighed our options. Finally Nicole suggested Handle Bar so we braved the elements again.
(Author’s aside: I don’t think I can accurately describe just how horribly cold it was the entire time we were in Chicago. It was like six degrees out most of the time, and that was before the wind chill factor was calculated in. Suffice it to say, it was fucking cold.)
And so it seemed the hype and fanfare and waiting was all worth it. Kuma’s is definitely a Chicago food destination whether you’re a metal fan or not. Although it wouldn’t hurt anything. With our bellies swelling past full and the check paid we braved the cold once more to retrieve Sara’s car before making the long journey back to Cleveland. And if the events of New Year’s Eve suggest things to come in the new year then this year, this decade even, are off to great starts!