Sometimes time will go by, and my sister and I will realize that we haven’t seen each other in weeks, so we plan a sister date.
Sometimes we hang out near my house, and sometimes it’s near hers, but there’s always great conversation and fantastic food involved.
Sometimes we go to a fairly nice restaurant and drink wine; sometimes she comes over and we eat gnocchi out of tupperware. But as I said, it’s always fun!
Our last Sister Date was at BigStar in the Wicker Park neighborhood in Chicago.
It’s a small, relaxed restaurant with a huge outside seating area, walk-up ordering station, airy bar area, and almost always a long wait. They took Leigh’s cell phone number to call when there was an available table, and we went on a short walk to kill the time. I took photos of random things as we walked, talked, and drank iced tea.
Soon, her phone rang and we were seated at an outdoor table. We had just enough time to order a margarita and have a short photo shoot…
Just look how cute my date is!
Bigstar has a short, very specialized menu. Tacos, tostadas, guacamole, queso… all done impeccably well and inexpensively with local ingredients.
We ordered a few things.
Guacamole with house-made chips
Queso fundido (melted cheese with chiles, chorizo sausage, and homemade tortillas)
Tilapia tacos with cabbage, cilantro, and chipotle sauce
These were slightly spicy, fresh and delicious with lightly fried tilapia that wasn’t at all greasy. The house-made tortillas held together amazingly well, which is a common problem with corn tortillas, and fresh lime and red onion topped them off perfectly
And quite possibly the most remarkably simple and delicious tacos al pastor I’ve ever had. Ever.
Roasted local pork with spices, pineapple, cilantro, and lime atop those perfect tortillas were nothing short of phenomenal. I could probably live happily on nothing but these tacos.
One of the nicest thing about Bigstar is that there’s truly no rush. Leigh and I wanted to sit and talk, so we were able to just hang out there without being bothered with pushy servers trying to get our table cleared. We spent about two hours there, just enjoying the amazingly perfect summer night, and then walked up the street to a self-serve frozen yogurt place. Cake batter frozen yogurt topped with raspberries and hot fudge? Yes please!
Oh, and I turn 31 tomorrow… I’m really and truly hoping that 31 is better than 30, because to be honest, 30 kind of sucked. We have a weekend full of celebrations, and i’ll be sure to keep you all in the loop
Have a wonderful night!