Friday, April 27, 2007

south of the border

Such good food, here, south of where I live.

Borders are funny lines drawn (sometimes, but not always, with hostility) by neighboring entities. So the fact that something is south of the border should not make much difference (esp. foodwise), but it does. Step south of the line and you are completely elsewhere.

South.
In Illinois.
Chicago.
Funky trendy Lincoln Square


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