OK, I'll admit it. I'm sick of Mexican food. If I never put another bite of chilaquiles in my mouth again, I think I'll be just fine (and the thing is, I like chilaquiles (what's not to like about chips, cheese, and sour cream for breakfast?)) It's just that I've had my fill of corn-based products, and, while not at all ready to go home, I am more than ready to be embraced by Chicago's culinary selections.
So you can imagine my palette's delight at coming across a Japanese restaurant, non-authentic to be sure, but Japanese nonetheless. Salmon rolls with mango and avocado? I think I will, thank you very much.
Stay tuned: Sugar daddies
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