8/20 - Burger time in Chi Town

The wolfpack awoke from it's comfortable slumber in our great buddy Tim's basement feeling extremely refreshed and rejuvenated. His impeccable shower and bathroom facilities were a welcome change! 

Tim's basement kicks ass. Also those air mattresses were amazing.

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday are odd days in that our shows hadn't come together until the very last minute. Over the last couple days we heard some noncommittal rumours that our booking superhero Evan Madden might be able to get us on the Gojira show in Cleveland the night of the 20th. Unfortunately as of midday in Chicago it was a no-go, so the new gameplan was to enjoy the Windy City for a few hours before heading toward Tuesday's spot, Poughkeepsie, NY.

The corn tortillas smelt like hamsters. 

For as long as I (Dave here) can remember, I have been thinking about our Chicago date for the sole reason of eating the greatest hamburger in the history of the universe at a place called Kuma's Corner. Although funds are running low and the only half of our crew was down for the experience, Seamus, Selena, and I decided to spring for burgers. The first stop after leaving Tim's peaceful abode was the glorious Aldi, where we all stocked up one last time on supplies to make it home. Kuma's was only a half mile from the kingdom of discount groceries, so the three of us speed-walked the short distance there, leaving the others to eat and blog in the parking lot.

Finally satisfied with his length, although not his girth. 

The Famous Kuma Burger

After the most impatient and painful wait of our collective lives, Seamus, Selena and myself sprinted the half mile back to the tour-mobile to indulge in burger salvation. All I can say about the Kuma's Corner experience is that I have never eaten anything remotely as delicious and tasty in my entire life. This damn burger did not fall apart, nor did the bun get all soggy and wet as most do. The meat was so perfect... the bbq sauce so succulent... the specialty toppings such a novelty... The whole experience was nearly orgasm-inducing. Luckily though, our gluttony was not punished and the rest of the day was occupied by driving through Indiana and Ohio.

Howl and Black Oak Arkansas, respectively.

We leave off on Monday having made it just over the Pennsylvania border, with the rest of the state and a small bit of New York to traverse Tuesday to make it to Poughkeepsie. There are only four shows left on our mammoth summer tour!