Thursday, November 01, 2007
Blommer Chocolates
On certain days, at certain times, when the wind is blowing just right, it smells like chocolate in downtown Chicago. It's not a sickeningly sweet chocolate smell, it's just a faint hint that hangs on the wind and flies through the city streets. There are so many disgusting things that cities can smell like, and sometimes Chicago can too, but on chocolate days, even when it's cold, it makes it all the more worthwhile to live here.
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A nice turn of phrase, Lindz: ". . . a faint hint that hangs on the wind and flies through the city streets."
Your blogs often remind of the best Simon and Garfunkel tunes.
When you get a chance, drop by "Mr. Rice" and contribute to the translation of a document I just posted.
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