Over a tasty glass of rum, I contemplated a question that might arise in the life of any out-of-place, casually dressed, plus-size newspaper writer: Is wearing borrowed fat-woman slacks embarrassing?
What you are about to read is embarrassing tale of one night at the Union League Club, where polite rich people will make you comfortable by not only offering you a loaner blazer (think Jerry Seinfeld) but also "complimentary trousers." Click here for my confession.
At his best, Mark Konkol is a White Sox fan. He lives on the South Side. He
enjoys cold beer. At one time or another over the last 10 years, he's covered Chicago and Cook County government, city schools, transportation and the ins-and-outs of neighborhood life. E-mail him at