Chicago high society dining. Grilled tiger shrimp with a creamed apple wood smoked bacon and smoked vine ripened tomato puree (not pictured).
Martinis and Manhattans.
Warm nuts. Enough Said.
And the best, no lie, french fries I have ever had in my life. What made them so special? I am convinced, although I have no proof, that they were fried in duck fat. Let's just say, for an afternoon snack, it was all over the top. Thank you Papa Lee, aka. my Daddy. :-)
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