Last Saturday morning my friend Rosemary and I boarded this very fine bus headed for Chicago on a culinary tour of some of the established neighborhoods. I was worried that the cooler I took was too big, but after the first stop at the Chicago Fish Market, I was worried that it was too small. It was a very busy day as we made four stops, the first one at the aforementioned fish market where I bought lovely fresh scallops, tuna, swordfish, and grouper.
Our next stop was at Conte Di Savoia in Little Italy. I went nuts in this place;
Homemade Italian sausage
Porcini stuffed tortellone
Portobello stuffed gnocchi
Chicken, portobello, red pepper stuffed ravioli
Several different shapes of homemade pasta
I had to stop myself. Rosemary bought a loaf of bread that was almost as tall as she was. I was going to take pictures of my wonderful haul of goodies, but by the time we arrived home I was pooped. I portioned it all up and put it in the freezer for many delicious meals to come. Part of the mozzarella and sausage turned in to this for supper Tuesday.
Our next stop was the Mexican Village. Unfortunately we picked the wrong place to eat lunch and most of our time was spent eating a long mediocre lunch. We did hit the market with all it's produce and meats that are not available in this area. The one upside to being short on time was that it limited me to a mad dash through the heavenly bakery. You've have to love a bakery that you pick up a pizza pan and tongs when you walk in and then just roam around and pick up all the wonderful offerings.
Next stop Chinatown. We arrived just in time to hit the Noodle Co. and get a big box of homemade noodles. By this time my cooler is stuffed and there is absolutely no more room, so that saved me from buying anything else... except the gigantic cream horns from the bakery.
We had a great day and now I will have too drive to Chicago to get more grouper and mozzarella and sausage....