Mr. Mari and I went to Chicago last year, ostensibly to dine at Charlie Trotter’s before they shuttered their doors for good. Well, you can’t expect one meal to sustain you an entire weekend, right? Right. So, like normal people, we went on an eating binge. We walked to one place and ate. Left. Walked to the next and ate again. We were like Hobbits - eating elevensies, second breakfasts and afternoon tea. Between our proper breakfasts, lunches and dinners, I took Mr. Mari on a mini doughnut tour. We stopped at Do-Rite Donuts, The Doughnut Vault, Glazed & Infused and managed to eat/sample 17 sugar and heaven fried doughnuts between the two of us. Since our calorie-laden trip, Firecakes has opened. Looking at the above image, I have two thoughts: There’s a new shooter in town and I can’t wait for my next trip. I'm eyeing you, Butterscotch Praline; and you too, Lemon Verbena Meringue. Get in my belly!
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