Cliche Pun on Book Title

eat. drink. be merry.

As I countdown to moving away from Evanston (forever?) I’m packing, but also trying to fit in all the things I’ve missed, or love before I leave.  I’m taking a packing break today to run up to Central St. (probs my fave part of Evanston) and visit the Spice House and Foodstuffs for lunch.  Maybe I’ll grab a few ready-made dishes there (it’s a gourmet grocery store) so I don’t have to keep playing Survivor in my apt. I swear, at the rate I’m going at, I’ll be eating mustard and drinking only beer by the end of the week.

Posted at 2:44pm.

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