**If you’ve arrived here from Google or similar, you might like my other post about Next better than this one!**
Tonight, I had dinner at Next. You know…the Grant Achatz restaurant. It was lovely.
The brioche toasts with foie gras and apricot were like last-meal-on-earth-good. Boy am I glad this stuff is no longer illegal in Chicago.
But here’s the problem. I’m tired. And full. And need a nap. A long one. Big time. #Jetslag. So you will have to wait for the rest of my thoughts and photos later today. (It is, after all, after midnight as I write this.) I have, however, started uploading photos to my Facebook fan page over here for those of you who are wondering why I’m banging on about grammar when I should be talking about THE DUCK.