I am Thankful for Old Friends. And Pancakes.

Two of my longest and dearest friendships in Chicago actually date all the way way back to my college days. I met Jeana and Jenny in Allen Hall freshman year of college (that was 15 years ago! Yikes!) and have been blessed by their friendship through years and years of highs and lows and loves and losses and concerts and movies and parties and races and pool dates and vacations and staycations and late nights and Magnums and.... BRUNCHES.

We have made an art form of eating brunch. We've gone all around the city sampling breakfast burritos, eggs Benedict, croissant sandwiches, omelettes, and of course pancakes. And it is THIS stack of ridiculous sweet divinity that has kept us coming back to Bongo Room low these many years:

Notice that we each have our own savory entree. Oh yes, the pancakes are our dessert. Our brunch dessert.

God Bless dear friends who not only don't judge your gluttony, but happily partake with gleeful smiles.

We had to go back to Bongo Room one more time before Les and I leave for Raleigh, and so today marked the start of our Eat Our Way Out of Chicago mission.

I am thankful for you, J&J and thankful that our friendship will go the distance. And now I'm going to serenade you with the Elephant Love Medley....

Thank God for inside jokes. And traditions. And happy farewells to local faves.

Til Next Time.