Isn’t it funny that October arrived in the middle of summer temperatures in Chicago? It’s a bit bittersweet to sit on on my deck in eighty degrees in October trying to figure out what fall looks to consider for tonight’s dinner on the patio of Tuscany, when the temperature may stay where it is, or just as likely, drop twenty degrees within a matter of an hour. While I’ve grown accustomed to the unpredictability in Chicago’s temperature,  I also get a welcomed rush…

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