Hunger strikes (again)

Hannah bought me a copy of Simon Majumdar's "Eat My Globe", another food travelogue book (like Jay Rayner's great The Man Who Ate the World) which I am a big fan of. So on the flight I quickly skipped to the chapters on the USA to check for pointers. To my delight I found that Chicago is covered, as well as other foodie hotspots: Kansas City, Texas, New Orleans and New York, some of which I may get to later on in this trip. Reading about the hot dogs at "Hot Doug's" in Chicago, my mind has already gone into gear thinking about how to re-route my itinerary to get a decent dinner.

I did my calculations a bit wrong and have worked out that my landing date of 3:23pm is only 9:23pm English time, therefore it seems more than practical to have a quick drive into Chicago and check this out and hopefully stuff my face. If I can get my act together, I'll also try and take in the famous Anish Kapoor sculpture at the same time if they are anywhere close.

Assuming I don't die on the 'cago roads, I will then point my rental car south-westerly and drive to Joliet - of the jail Dan Ackroyd gets out of at the start of Blues Brothers. There I have the delights of the Fairfield Inn to look forward to, and a nice long sleep before hitting on Route 66 tomorrow down to St. Louis.