My family’s pretty awesome
My family’s pretty awesome (or crazy, depending on how you look at things). They’re in Indianapolis, but opted to drive the 3+ hours up to Chicago, have lunch with me, and then drive 3+ hours back. All in one day. And just for me.
We were going to Pacific Cafe for lunch, but on arriving found out they’re closed on Tuesdays. How random! So, we swung around the corner to Blue Fin, and settled in there.
We had tons of salmon, unagi, hamachi… a Spider and Philadelphia roll, and one that was called a “Golden Dragon.” This was particularly appropriate, as this was the name of my parents’ first restaurant (and where my sister and I both worked, when we were kids).
Good sushi, and Blue Fin was much better this time than I remembered it to be.
After lunch, we walked across the street to a kids’ clothing store called Psycho Baby. I had hoped to stop in here, but en route to lunch… Stacey spotted the store and asked me about it. Of course, it’s a given that we were going to get something for Jasmine here.
Justin and I had made a point of trying to come here to shop (for our respective nieces), but since they closed by like 5:30 PM, we never got here on time.
I ended up talking to the owner, and got permission to take some photos inside the store. The whole place is split into two: clothing on one half, toys and accessories on the other. Lots of fun stuff everywhere.
Here’s dad, tending to Jasmine.
Nuclear family included.
This. Is pretty funny, right here.
Here’s the thing about this place – all the really cool t-shirts were for babies that are 12 months to 2 years old. Every time I found something I wanted to buy Jasmine, turns out it was much too big for her.
All the older kids get all the cool stuff.
Ah, but we do find something! Here’s all of us checking out a few versions (from 3 months to about 18 months).
Jasmine Tea Tee!
The style we found had this design all over it, and we ended up buying like three of them. To top it off, the shirts were reversible too!
Psycho Baby is definitely a place to check out, if you’re in the area. The threads you’ll find here will separate your child from those other loser kids, forever cursed with Hush Puppies and Osh Kosh B’Gosh.
Why, you ask? Well, this statue marks the very spot where, almost three years ago, I came across its broken counterpart. I chanced across that statue on my way to work, and was reminded today by this small stand-in.
I think there’s a door here. Somewhere.
Jasmine, being all cute without even trying.