
Travel There – Evanston, Illinois
So, I sat down the other day to tell you all about this great restaurant in Evanston, which was just down the street from our hotel. I decided to google it, just to do a little fact checking and make sure my memory matched the experience you would have if you went there. That’s when I found out the restaurant had just recently closed. This was heart-breaking news.
I wanted to tell you about the warm neighborhood feel the restaurant had and about the great patio where we ate our meal. The food was great. The service was great. We were treated like we were one of the valuable locals who frequented the place, even though we weren’t. We hoped we’d be able to come back some day, but we didn’t get back in time.
A Small Town Feel
Now we had just driven through Chicago’s rush hour traffic. As a matter of fact, we got caught in some crazy detour that sent us around and around. All of that was just a few blocks away, but somehow we’d ended up in what felt like a small town.
After our delicious meal at Terra & Vine, we decided to take a stroll. Among the things we found was a Le Peep, a restaurant we loved but had not made it in the Dallas market. We made note for our breakfast plans and continued our very pleasant stroll.
It was really amazing. People would smile, nod their head, even say hello. Even the younger ones, which attended college in nearby buildings, interspersed with residential and business establishments.
Too Much Suitcase Time
When we returned to the hotel, Bill decided to check out the amenities and I took on the job of getting our luggage ready for the next leg of our journey. He came back to the room and decided to take a shower. Then he approached the suitcases and the straw that broke the camel’s back brought some friends.
Mr. Bill is a little bit spoiled. When we arrive at a destination, it is my habit to get us moved into our accommodations, by hanging his stuff in the closet, setting up his toiletries and arranging a drawer for his necessities – only on this trip, we didn’t stay anywhere long enough for that to happen and he’d been living out of our suitcases.
Apparently the biggest problem was that he couldn’t discern any differences in our packing cubes. His are green and black, while mine are solid black, but he’d never realized that. I kept finding my cubes laying open on the bed and wondered if I was losing my mind, but in hindsight we discovered that Bill had been frantically trying to figure out what was mine and what was his for the whole time. All that’s been resolved now, but that evening it was a storm in our teacup.
Come back next week and let’s see some of Chicago!










TRAVEL THERE: ROLLING UP THE SIDEWALKS
TRAVEL THERE: SAYING NO AND MEANING IT
areas to see what they offered. We’re not really resort people. Flying across the world to hang out by a pool, play golf and enjoy the spa is really not our kind of vacation. We understand why people with kids would do it, because Lord knows they need a break, but we go to an area to see it and one resort looks pretty much like another. Besides, while a lot is included, it’s not all-inclusive. A golf game here, a spa appointment there and a few drinks by the pool and you can be spending some serious dough.
TRAVEL THERE: AFTERNOON TEA AT THE PHOENICIAN
getting you where you want to be. On all my other visits to the Phoenician Resort, I had come in through the main entrance and in my imagination, that’s the way I thought we’d enter for our Afternoon Tea. Instead, the GPS took us to some back entrance, through the golf courses. Don’t get me wrong. It was lovely, but it didn’t match my memory and it made finding where we should park a bit of a challenge. Hence we were running a few minutes late and though I was keeping a clamp on my anxiety, after we did find someplace to park, instead of being near the lobby, we were wandering through the ballrooms and shops and every where except where we needed to be.
The Experience
Once we’d had all the scones we wanted, the desserts started and they just kept coming. Eclairs, coffee operas, scottish shortbreads, mango domes, fruit tartlets, milk chocolate bavarois, sable bretons, chocolate dipped strawberries and brandied cherry pompomettes. Â
TRAVEL THERE: SNOOZE, THE QUARTER & MORE
One of the anchor stores is a huge, monolithic gray block. Upon exploration, we discovered it was a Restoration Hardware showroom. You don’t buy anything there and load it up in your car. You lounge around on ginormous furniture and let gracious salesladies talk you into letting go of enormous amounts of money.
The Quarter Beyond RH
TRAVEL THERE: FOODIE FUN
We’d had enough free wine to be very relaxed and the service was also VERY relaxed, but that’s not a complaint. The place was busy and we were having a great time. Â
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