Thursday to Sunday was Chicago time. I get to visit Tom and Pinky and they take me to the beach and to eat at some really incredibly good and dirt cheap places (which for me is the best combination ever invented). Despite the tacky plastic fruit garkand and the cinder block walls, Joy Yee in Chicago's Chinatown consistently has a waiting list because of the food (calamari, salted fish fried rice) and the fruit shakes (mango with gelatin balls, anyone?)
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