First off, this is my first diary after being here for several years and lurking for several prior to that.
My family and I were in Chicago this past weekend for my wife's brother's wedding. My wife, three-year-old daughter, and one-year-old son made the six hour trek from western Wisconsin to the Windy City, picking my mom up along the way to help watch the kids during the festivities. Having both gone to school there, my brother-in-law and his fiancé were getting married on the University of Chicago campus. My wife was doing a reading in the ceremony and my daughter was a flower girl, so on Friday we got to participate in the normal rehearsal activities. On Saturday morning we didn't have anything going on until about noon (when my daughter had to get her hair done), so we decided to get something to eat. My father-in-law had lived and worked in Chicago for a number of years and so he can find his way around and knows some good restaurants. My father-in-law, wife, daughter, mom, and I had decided to go to a place to get Italian sandwiches for an early lunch.
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