Day 294 is where again??

On Friday my Ma and I made our way out to Goose Island for some errands and an adventure. It's actually right in the city but feels so isolated and strange and warehouse-y. I snapped this on the bridge that takes you onto Goose Island. Pretty gorgeous and looks not at all like I'm in a major city, right?! Magical.

Day 290 buys local

I really, really love the Goose Island brewery beers. They're in all the bars and stores here, and are well loved by the locals. And since I'm trying to be a local, I've totally hopped on the bandwagon. And it was a great decision. The 312 is my absolute favorite. But coming in a close second is their Fall Harvest Ale, which I just tried for the first time the other day. Yum!