chicago -- first impressions

In a word -- hot as hell! We got char broiled today, at the Ohio Street Beach. The world was out, conservatively dressed we thought, in jeans and shorts instead of swim-suits-only had it been Cali or Miami with 90 degree heat and 70% humidity. The water was an awesome 75 degrees.

Anyway, so the Thunderbirds airshow over Lake Michigan for which aforesaid world had gathered to see, was prematurely aborted when one of the planes lost a missile rail (?) in one of their fly-bys. Said world trooped off in search of shade with much alacrity, while we got
ourselves a $6 pink-lemonade and no rental bikes because of a) lack of money and b) heat.

Early evening found us with a growing emptiness within that could only be sated by Indian food, so we set out for Devon after a quick browse on City Search revealed not much else closer by. (Last night's India House dinner with Sanjay and Kakuli had been quite a hit, so we thought
we'd keep with the Indian-food trend.) We marvelled again at the unlikeliness of Devon, before settling down with Undhiyu + Poori, Khichdi + Kadhi and Fafda + Jalebi at Sukhadias, not to mention some doodh-no-halvo to go (which nomer brings out great bouts of giggling
from Deepti who seems to think that the correct name for the thing is, simply, "Milk Cake".)