Had a breakfast meeting with my friend editor mommy at Xoco, Rick Bayless’s tortas shop on Clark and Illinois. We both had chocolate cafe con leche and chorizo with egg tortas. Exceptionally good, something busy daddy would love. We split one of those Mexican donut things, the name of which escapes me now.
Even though it’s been awhile since we’ve seen each other, it’s funny how easily and quickly editor mommy and I fell into our old comfortable chatty groove.
At the restaurant, I got a call from the airline that my flight home was cancelled, and I’m being rerouted through Dulles Airport, effectively adding three hours to my trip home.
Viaukraine was totally right about the mess it would be flying out of O’Hare. I might have to take her up on her offer to crash on the stinky mattress in her garage. I do love dogs, so there’s that.