sunday salmon

there is no such thing as someone who lives on the upper west side and doesn't go to barney greengrass on at least a semi-regular basis. it would be like someone who lives on the north shore and doesn't go to walker brothers {for you chicago suburb people who don't have an aunt that overnights the highly anticipated barney greengrass care package on a swell occasion}. 
and what better way to fill this requirement than with two of my chicago percussion lovelies, becca and stef?
over everything bagels and nova and whitefish, we talked shop and school
and then finished it all off with black and white cookies.
{i am convinced that barney greengrass has the best black and white cookies in the city.}
it was the loveliest and perfectest way to begin a sunday.