I was wrong.
Thursday night, we're all heading to Charlie Trotter's; Sunday, Dan and I will be dining at Alinea, where we'll be enjoying the 28-course "tour" [tasting menu], which apparently will cost more than the airfare to Chicago did. This is of course totally indulgent and an obscene waste of money, but what the hell, right? It's cheaper than going to El Bulli.
It's gonna be strange.
First, though, I gotta buy a jacket for the first time in my adult life. Damn dress codes...