Sweet Home Chicago

Saturday morning, we kissed the boys goodbye and headed to Chicago.  As we drove into the city, I had a huge mix of emotions, emotions that I wasn’t really expecting to feel.  This is after all the city where I first became an “adult”, where I said yes to a marriage proposal, where I looked at a stick to find out I was pregnant and where my boys were born.  This is their birth place.

Doug had a conference on Monday. It just happened that Sunday was our 7 year anniversary, so it was a double bonus for this trip!  When we got into the city, it was going to be a couple of hours before we could check into our hotel downtown.  We decided to head back to our old neighborhoods.  It was so much fun to sort of go down memory lane at all our old favorite restaurants, to see the apartments we called home for a period of time and neighborhood bars we met friends for Monday dollar burgers and cheap beers.

We stopped to have a beer at one of our favorite places and met this funny little gal!

Yes, babies and dogs are allowed in bars and very much welcomed.  We continued on to some of our other favorite spots and then headed downtown.

I’m married to a food nut.  So, Doug had our whole trip planned out in terms of food.  I’m pretty sure we ate our way through Chicago.  On Saturday night, Arami sushi restaurant in Ukrainian village was our destination.  I LOVE sushi!

Sunday morning, we had brunch at the Publican…yummy!  I got a fried waffle with Plum sauce & hash browns.  Check out the décor of this place!


After eating way too much good food, we waddled our way back up north to one of my favorite Chicago neighborhoods, Lincoln Square.  It is the old German neighborhood.  It is lined with German restaurants, awesome delis and fun stores.  Seeing a good friend and watching football at a German bar is what I call a great Sunday afternoon.

Sunday night, we walked around downtown and ended up eating too much pasta at Trattoria by Rosebud.

And one of my favorite things from the trip was calling and talking to the boys.  This may sound strange, but I love the feeling of missing them.  I think sometimes we get so caught up in our normal daily routines that we sort of take for granted having our loved ones right next to us.  I love the anticipation of getting to see them and hug them and to hear all about their adventures while we were away.  I also think it is so important for our marriage to have conversation and dinners out and time to walk slowly holding hands.

Well, I’ll tell you all about Monday and Tuesday in my next post.  Let’s just say I walked so much that I justified a new pair of tennis shoes for my aching feet.

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