Sweet Potato Fais Do Do

This was actually a really fun night, Renee's boring commentary does not do it justice! Granted, it was a bit surprising after my outstanding work planning last week's rendezvous with shellfish and sauerkraut that we went shopping on Michigan Avenue, but still it was great.

Renee picked up on my comment earlier in the week that I need a new look...and that I was sick of only having khakis in the closet as the only alternative to jeans and cargo pants. So she took me at my word and called my bet. I was initially completely out of my element, and distracted by a phonecall in Macy's from a friend whose father had just passed away.

But Renee took charge, threw clothes at me, kicked me into a changing room and let nature take its course.

Fun strolling along Michigan Avenue, one of the world's greatest streets...haven't had an evening stroll there in awhile.

Dinner was delicious and the conversation was fun....lots of laughing and some good wine.

And the picture above was of Renee interrogating our waiter, trying to get the name of my appetizer which was amazing. I thought he said Sweet Potato Fais Do Do -- of course, I think everybody is speaking Cajun all the time anyway. Turns out it was Sweet Potato Arrepas. Which I think may be also be the title of an Iguanas song.

All in all a great night.