's quiche lorraine, and Daaaaaaaaaa Bulls. In the old days, it used to be pizza delivery, Miller Lite, and Daaaaaaaaaa Bulls. Good times, good times. I can cook now so please don't give me grief for my "pinkies up" dinner - it's delightful. I may have overdone the crust a touch, but a little crunch is always fun. Since we're not talking any wine tonight, let's talk some Bulls. I am so excited that the Bulls are back towards the top in the Eastern Conference. The last couple of years of getting into the playoffs and giving great teams a run for their money (Boston two years ago, hello???) has really given these youngsters some great experience. Thank goodness we don't have seven small forwards and five point guards like we had five years ago. Just like when Jerry Krause was running the show, we have players that understand their roles and genuinely look like they like each other. Throw in professional cheerleader, Brian Scalabrine, and we have a winner.
A quick aside - the wife took me into Philly for my 30th birthday gift at the beginning of January. We had a great meal at one of our favorite BYOBs, Matyson, followed by whiskey and cigars at Mahogany. Once we roused ourselves the next morning, we hit up the Pennsylvania Liquor Control Board store behind our Loews hotel for some deeply discounted 2003 Robert Mondavi Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon and some lunch at Garces Trading Company (their homemade charcuterie is amazing). We bummed around Little Italy a bit and had some pints at Yards Brewing Company. Sorry, I'm rambling.....I'll get to the point. The piece de resistance was Club Suite seats to watch the Bulls play the Sixers. During warmups, I told the wife to check out the tall guy with bright red hair. He'll be the loudest talker, fire everyone up, work as hard as anyone to get ready, but we'll never, ever see him in the game. BUT, I love him. He's Brian Scalabrine, professional cheerleader. Of course, like any sporting event involving a Chicago team that I watch outside of Chicago, they lost.
Anyway, exciting times. Once we get Joakim Noah back on the court, and the player formally known as Kurt Thomas out of the starting lineup, everything is gravy. Seriously, Kurt Thomas used to be a real scary dude on the Knicks, but now he lumbers up and down the court like Shaq. Uggggh, he looked bad in person. I really wished I could have seen Noah live - he brings so much energy every night. Maybe next year.
I've attached some photos from our adventure in Philly. Enjoy! In the meantime, happy sipping!
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| An Ashton VSG Wizard and some great whiskey |
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| Psychedelic cigar smoke |
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| Ready for the game |
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