I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this. But, I’m a HUGE Wizard of Oz fan. I’m not talking just the 1939 movie. I mean that I’ve read each of the original dozen books by L. Frank Baum, and about half of the other 25 published. I also played the Wicked Witch in my sixth grade production (it was the only non singing role) and made my bookclub read Wicked several years ago. I even watched that terrible adaptation Tin Man on Sci-Fi channel last year. I have Christmas ornaments and cookie cutters of Ruby Slippers (and know that they were silver in the book).
Neither of us had ever been to Chicago before and thanks to my mom’s expiring frequent flier miles, we went up on Thursday night and got back this afternoon.
On Friday we we took a walking food and architectural tour which had us all over the city for 3.5 hours. It was so much fun! We sampled toffee, chocolate, balsamic vinegars and olive oils, cheeses,
deep dish pizza and more.
Saturday morning I took a walk to Millennium Park and the Magnificent Mile and that afternoon we saw Wicked.
And for dinner Saturday night we went to Erie Cafe. Where he had the largest piece of prime rib I have ever seen. Like the size of my head. He thought it was a great steak. My petit filet was overcooked and under seasoned. meh.
We stayed at a great hotel along Jeweler’s Row under the El.
And, now we’re back. It was my first trip with a boy and the first he’s taken with a girl that hasn’t resulted in a break up. I told my mom I could see myself living there and she said, ‘Go back in December before you make that decision.” Good point.