The Boston Celtics are dueling my Chicago Bulls tonight, and I hope the reigning champs turn as green as the shirts on their back when they lose.
Am sick of Chi-town’s rep as the Second City, thanks to the Cubs, the frigid temps and Forbes recently naming us one of the most miserable places to live in the U.S.
If I had to live anywhere else, though, it may as well be Boston, another city on my top 10 list of classic American towns. There’s the Irish connection and sports fanaticism for my husband, the yummy seafood, the academic atmosphere, the charming cobblestone streets and stately brownstones. It would definitely be worth further inspection during a weekend getaway in a Boston vacation home.
As I’ve said before, the only way to get to know a city is to walk its ‘hoods, devour its food and down pints with its people.
So there you have it. Musings about my ‘Second City.’
Here’s hoping–no offense, New Englanders–it comes in as the runner-up tonight.