"There will be little rubs and disappointments everywhere, and we are all apt to expect too much; but then, if one scheme of happiness fails, human nature turns to another; if the first calculation is wrong, we make a second better: we find comfort somewhere . . . "
- Mansfield Park by Jane Austen
When Mom visited me here on my Chicago assignment, we feasted. Medieval style, I mean, at the Medieval Times.
First we found a castle.
Who knew one could stumble upon a castle on the outskirts of Chicago?
(well, some of us do our homework and find out about these things...)
Our meal commenced with freshly poured "dragon's blood soup (methinks that dragon frequented a tomato patch with some regularity).
Next, spicy dragon bread with garlic.
There then erupted much fanfare and smoke...
...knights and villains...
...and dancing ponies.
Soon, roasted chickens baby dragons were plopped before us. No cutlery. Some tough little potatoes. Medieval style, I tell you.
(I was sure that the free-flying hawk would swoop in for a sample, but he was far better behaved than that.)
Cheesy and silly? Yes! Plot? Who said anything about a plot? Or acting skills, for that matter? No one said this was high theatre or anything.
But fun - such fun. And exciting. And a perfect royal evening for my mom and me.
The Food: very kid-friendly. Easy to eat with your hands (and luckily they provided wet-naps). Plenty of it. Don't wear any feast-finery.
The Drinks: Beverages in the lobby waiting area were insanely priced ($25 for a beer????) Inside, sodas were free. Our bartender was so very slow that I never got a chance to order my inside, normal-priced adult beverage so I endured this whole shebang dead-sober.
The Show: too much Shakespeare-style prose recited by actors to don't understand what they are saying to children who don't have a clue what they are talking about anyway. More horses, please!
As soon as my Mommy arrived, I whisked her right away for a Chicago tradition.
She doesn't suspect a thing....
Well, what do you think we did? I suspect you won't have to use all three of your guesses.
Deep dish pizza like this doesn't exist where she's from. Also, calling it "pizza" is ridiculous - this is a casserole. A yummy casserole. You Chicago folk need to come on over to NYC to see what pizza looks and tastes like...
She is a brave one and did not hesitate when faced with cheesy, garlicky slabs of pizza-like food.
We both nibbled away at it but still had lots to take back to the hotel room fridge for later.
Mom loved the pizza casserole as much as I do. What a fun way to start her visit!
So even though my mom was in town, I had to work here and there. While zooming through the streets of the city, Starbucks was our salvation when work emails attacked, offering an oasis of 2pm discounted coffee drinks, free WiFi and an air conditioned space for mom to sit and relax while I typed away at client stuff.
I did take a break here and there to knit a row while waiting for responses.
This thick cotton is tougher to wrangle than my usual wee strands. And somehow it doesn't seem to be knitting up that much quicker...must knit faster...this baby was born two days ago! And the blanket is growing far to large for travel knitting.
Last week, my mom visited me in Chicago, where I'm working these days. I stayed the weekend there, instead of heading home, so we could explore together.
We had all sorts of adventures, rambling the city and neighborhoods. I'll tell you all about them in bits and parts, since I'm on vacation again (in Utah this time) and my time is limited. But let's start with breakfast!
One of our first stops was at a little breakfast cafe called Jasper's.
We just passed by on happenstance and thought it looked cute. It was empty inside (which made me a but suspicious, but it was only 6:15am after all) and the food turned out to be absolutely delicious!
I ordered a special house "skillet."
Eggs over-easy on top of hash browns, vegetables and cheese. And it came with a side of pancakes.
I could't even begin to finish it all, but I made a dent. I can't wait to take Ben there whenever he comes for a visit!
Mommy had a waffle and she loved it. (I had a taste and she ordered well.)
More adventures to come! Wave to Mom! She's reading over here these days.