Last night me and a few girls went to Matisse in Lincoln Park (Square?) for dinner and drinks. I had the buffalo chicken salad, the chicken had a kick to it (one could say it was like a buffalo kick right to the mouth) but the rest of the salad was a little disappointing...generic iceburg lettuce, waxy cucumbers and bland tomatoes. I allowed myself one martini, a dirty absolut, which was very good...I didn't even have to ask for three olives, that's just how it came.
We stayed there for a long time and many drinks.
Haloween, Alaska.
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