J and I went to look at a bunch of houses in the Whitefish Bay area. One was really nice and we’re going to put an offer in on it. After we finished that we headed to Trocadero for dinner. We had to wait an hour to be seated so J and I went upstairs to the Red Light from some beers while we waited. We finally sat down around nine. It was well worth the wait. We had some bruschetta and I got a burger. The burger was grilled medium-rare and topped with a blue cheese and red wine butter, very tasty. On the way home Luedke gave me a call asking if I wanted to head to Bastille Days. Since it’s only two blocks away I headed down there and had a couple beers with him. I headed home at midnight.

Saturday was a lot of fun my Cousin Steve’s girlfriend, Keri, had a surprise birthday party for him in Chicago. My brother and his wife drove down with J and me to Chi. Hamm hooked us up huge and saved us some cash by letting us stay at his place. He already had plans for the early night so we’d have to meet him later. After dropping our stuff off at Hamm’s we walked to an Irish bar for some appetizers and iced drinks to stave off the heat. After getting rid of the hunger pains we tried to find the restaurant where the party was going to be. We ended up being about two blocks away so we back tracked a bit to another bar. After a beer we headed over to the restaurant to wait for everyone to show up. It was hot outside and Emilio’s Tapas had the cure, sangria. We sat at the bar and had a couple different flavors to pass the time. Everyone started to show up and finally the birthday boy arrived. We did our surprise and a pathetic rendition of Happy Birthday and sat down for dinner. We had a bunch of different tapas and then for the main course we had a large dish of paella, good stuff. After dinner we sat at the restaurant bar for a bit and then headed to Clark Bar. It was a small bar but very much like a place I would hang out if I lived in the area. The alley between the bar and the building is where the St. Valentine’s Day massacre took place so there was a bit of history there as well. Steve and my brother showed their age and went home early. Hamm ended up meeting us at the bar so I hung out with him, J and Brett Johnson for the rest of the night. We ran it tight the rest of the night and capped it off with a hunt for some good eats. We started the walked home and passed by the world famous Weiner Circle. I was gung-ho to stop but there was WAY too many people there so we went to a burrito joint. It was a great decision because it was an unbelievably good burrito, but most are at four in the morning. After finishing our late night eats we finished the walk to Hamm’s and called it a night.

Sunday morning we thanked Hamm and drove back to Milwaukee. When we got back we went to watch the free air show on the lakefront. It was boiling hot but that didn’t prevent all the people from coming out to see the planes. We saw the Red Barons, the Golden Knights and the Thunderbirds. I’m amazed every time I see the pilots fly these planes. After the show we retreated to our apartment and sweated away the rest of the day.