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Welcome to Linderhof, our 1920's home on the prairie, where there's usually something in the oven, flowers in the garden for tabletops and herbs in the garden for cooking. Where, when company comes, the teapot is always on and there are cookies and cakes to share in the larder.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Chicago, Chicago, that toddling town . . .

The middle building was the building that our rented condo was in.
Chicago, Chicago, I'll show you around, I love it
Bet your bottom dollar, you'll lose the blues in Chicago
Chicago, the town that Billy Sunday couldn't shut down.

Looking down on a sister building -- grass on the roof

Grass on the roof grows, said grass needs to be cut!

On State Street, that great street, I just want to say,
 They do things that they don't do on Broadway.
They have the time, the time of their live,
I saw a man, he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago, my home town.

In the living room, we watch the sun go down and the lights go up

Night time in Chicago -- from the balcony -- Magnificent mile straight ahead -- Navy Pier to the right and Lake Michigan behind.

This weekend Husband Jim and I and three friends headed North.   At a fundraiser several years ago, we (along with two friends) purchased a trip to Chicago on a private jet for dinner.
The trip morphed from a dinner trip to a weekend trip.    Years have passed and we never could get everyone together to make the trip . . . and then this weekend -- it happened!
No security, no pat downs, no taking off your shoes when you fly privately!

Our friend who donated the trip (and showed us his Chicago) flew us up in his Citation.

I had a window seat!   But then so did everyone else!

A good view from the air.

Not our house but our town.

 And our little town from the air.

Chicago is all about food . . . and you might say that we ate our way around Chicago!

You can't go to Chicago and not get a "dog" - even if it is a Polish!

Portillos Hot Dogs -- but not a Chicago Dog.   Instead a Maxwell Street Polish

Pasticcio, Moussaka, Chicken and Pork
The lamb's head our host selected for his dinner is unpictured!
(It came complete with teeth and eyeballs!0
And who can visit Chicago without visiting Greek Town.   The Parthenon's Sampler Plate -- to feed three but I think it could feed six!

It was a fun weekend.   Our host grew up in Chicago and we saw a side of Chicago that a visitor rarely sees.    We did some of the "tourist" things like the Navy Pier and the Magnificent Mile, but then we also drove around Chicago and saw the neighborhoods.

I've always felt that there is a vibrancy to a city and the bigger the city the bigger the vibrancy.     Chicago has more of that feel than Kansas City and New York has even more than Chicago.

It was a great trip.   Made even more special because of our host who not only shared his jet but shared his Chicago -- thanks, Jim!!!

It's Wednesday and I'm sharing our Chicago Adventure with Susan at A Southern Daydreamer for Outdoor Wednesday.


Bookie said...

This looks like one great trip and what a way to go!

carol l mckenna said...

Great post ~ wonderful photos and food looks delish ~ sounds like a great trip ~ (A Creative Harbor)

On Crooked Creek said...

I do believe this qualifies you as an official member of "The Jet Set"!!! Lovely photos of your trip!!!

Lottie said...

Wow! What a GREAT trip and great photos!

Paula@SweetPea said...

What an awesome trip! My husband is from Chicago and I've often heard him talk about eating a Polish. Now I know exactly what he is talking about!