Since I was semi-laid up with a cold, my last few days in Chicago were relatively laid back. Lots of hanging out at the apartment with forays out for food and drinks. We had dinner Sunday night at the Publican, which was *incredible.* The blood sausage with latkes was especially killer, and their beer selection is notable. An unexpectedly warm night called for drinks on the back patio at the Whistler. Which, despite being a very hipster bar, has very delicious drinks (I’d recommend the Vermont Cocktail.)
