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February 23, 2014

I’m Coming Home Again

One of my little traditions whenever I fly into Chicago is to listen to Kanye West’s Homecoming. My experience with the City of Chicago is probably diametrically opposed to Yeezus’s in every way, but it’s a good song and I’ve done it for years now.

Well, I listened to Kanye yesterday as I arrived at Chicago’s O’Hare Airport. I’m home this weekend, for the first time since Winter Break and for the last time as a freshman in college. Over Spring Break my friends and I are going to Miami, so this is my only visit home second semester.

This flying stop has nevertheless been action-packed thus far, and it’s only Saturday. My extraordinarily talented sister performed in a concert at Symphony Center downtown this afternoon with Midwest Young Artists, whom I’ve mentioned before.

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Orchestra Hall about half-an-hour before the concert.

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During the show.

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Outside Symphony Center after the concert.

Driving back through downtown Chicago was particularly pleasant – I’ve grown to love Worcester, but it has no tall buildings to speak of – very clearly a small city while remaining a city. Grant Park still looked pretty under a few feet of half-melted snow.

Fun fact: the building with the slanted, diamond-shaped top was allegedly designed to act as a counterpoint to the more phallic skyscrapers around it. Credit: Milo Kumalani.

Upon getting home, my family and I watched the Olympics, cooked dinner, and generally relaxed. It’s good to be home. As a bonus after-dinner snack, I made a wonderful Alsatian treat called tarte flambĂ©e or flammekueche, depending on whether you prefer croissants or bratwursts (Alsace switched between France and Germany 4 times in 75 years). It’s basically dough, onions, bacon, and cream. Sounds good? It was!

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“Scattering bacon liberally,” as instructed by the recipe.

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With the finished product.

On Monday it’s back to Clark and back to my normal life. But for now I’m getting a taste of what my normal life used to be. And a taste of Alsatian cooking! Boy, I gotta go visit. They sure do know about their tarts in Strasbourg.

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