Clouds over Quito

A view to the south

A view from Quito’s basilica. On the hill stands the Virgin of El Panecillo. The city is truly wonderful, a jumble of history and culture and modernism all at once. Beautiful and clean with a dangerous side.

I could spend more than few days here.

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Quiet comforts of home

Georgina and Tim, who put me up for a few nights on my trip through St. Louis, have a comfortable, warm and pleasant home. I promised to put this photo of their back porch — bright and peaceful, a good still-life — on my blog.

I do miss that old life from time to time. Thanks, guys, for the hospitality.

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Monopolio!

Adam 2, Joel 0

When I stopped through St. Louis in June, Joel and I had a rematch of our previous Monopoly battle from August 2009 in Green Lake. A few people will recall that historic clash when I pantsed Joel good and he complained that I wouldn’t immediately defend my title again.

Well I beat him again this time ’round, though I admit I rolled like the dice were rigged.

I’ll defend the title next year perhaps. Right now, the series stands at 2-0, me.

I’ve been playing Monopoly a fair amount lately. There was a battered version of it in Spanish (hence the “Monopolio” blog title) and I’ve since downloaded a pocket version for my iPod.

And yes, Joel, I recognize that the game remains mostly luck. I was absolutely destroyed in a five-way exhibition last month in the jungle.

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A taste of India on a Logan square street

Ahhhh, paan, my weakness

Missing all things India, while in Chicago, I made Kelly drive us up to the Desi section of Devon Avenue. We perused markets and walked past windows of gold jewelry and saris and smelled spices that transported me home. And then we finally found what I had wanted most: paan.

Kelly also became my victim, because she agreed to try paan — my kind of paan, tobacco paan — without really knowing what it was. I explained a bit about tobacco and betel nut and offered to get her the mitai version, but she wanted to have whatever I was having. Kel is brave, longtime friend.

From a little convenience store we got it wrapped to-go, after I surprised the paanwallah by ordering in Hindi.

I also explained that I would document her eating it for blogging purposes. The photos below are the outcome of that fun afternoon experiment on the street outside her apartment in Logan Square.

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Now that’s a city

A beautiful night

Everytime I look at the Chicago skyline, I’m struck by how much it looks like a proper city. No place I’ve lived has had that kind of a profile and only New York can boast a better collection of skyscrapers.

I’m still a country boy at heart — cities are nice places to visit and work for a while but I wouldn’t want to live there forever — but there’s something about the Windy City that does call out to me.

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Slice of fried gold

Powdered sugar evidence

Can’t remember if this was the leftovers from beignet or a bit of funnel cake. Either way, Kelly was happy.

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Heavenly fruit bowl

You are what you eat?

A lot of my time in the states seemed to revolve around food. At least most of it, such as the wonderful cherries above, was healthy.

Still wish I had a chance at really good peaches.

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A brilliant shade of green

I don’t actually know what that is.

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Pickle man

Pickle jar

A fun Lincoln Square organic and/or vegan restaurant provided me with an afternoon of wifi, photos and tasty food and condiments. Welcome to Drew’s Eatery. (That’s Drew in the background.)

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Chicago, that meaty town

I'm vegetarian now but that looks damn good

During my swing through the Midwest this summer, I ended up spending an afternoon at the Taste of Chicago. It seems a bit diminished from my memories of years past.

But there was still plenty of opportunity for expensive if also tasty food. And take pictures of strangers eating glorious haunches of meat that I no longer consume myself.

This gentleman, who I believe is named Dave, was willing to let a strange man photograph him eating. I even told him I would be posting this on my blog. Brave, that guy.

And the juicy, saucy detail shot:

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