my kind of razzmatazz • 17 comments • Did we say the drive to Fargo was bad? We arrived in Chicago around midnight, after a snowy drive, and checked into the hotel to sleep. The next day was filled with clowning around at the Museum of Science and Industry, Chicago-style hot dogs, chili fries, too much dessert, and some Frankenstein at the Daley Plaza We took the requisite tourist photos at the bean: Apparently, fine establishments will not offer ketchup with your Chicago-style hot dog as the sugar in the ketchup over-powers the flavor of the dog. How pretentious & delicious. We got some cheap dessert. Evidently, cheap does not necessarily mean small in the States. The ice cream sandwich I ordered was the size of my face. Our Hallowe'en night ended with some Frankenstein in Daley Plaza. My kind of town, Chicago is.
