Food of the Gods
One of the benefits of eating in Chicago's Greektown is that it almost feels like a religious act when the restaurants are named Zeus and Venus. ("Venus" is Aphrodite -- in Greek -- on the screen-savers at the waiters' computer terminals.)
Going out to eat becomes embodied religion. "Corpospirituality," as Michael York would have it.
My friends are in awe of the Cyprian's Mousakas Tsoukas.
Going out to eat becomes embodied religion. "Corpospirituality," as Michael York would have it.
would have it.My friends are in awe of the Cyprian's Mousakas Tsoukas.
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posted by Chas S. Clifton at 6:22 PM Permalink
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Back in the days when I sold comics at conventions, we did one in Chicago during High Summer, a stretch of days when the temperature and humidity topped 100.
After the days doings, we went to a Greek restaurant with a long line on the sidewalk. Then the owner came out with a big tray of iced ouzo for us all while we waited.
And the dinner was excellent!
Chicago! What a town!
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