As it turns out, we caught all the right trains, and we had fun. Someone asked me a few days ago if David and I ever run out of things to talk about. Are there hours, days, weeks when there is nothing new to report? (David would just tell you that I never stop talking). But there was something wonderful about sitting beside him on a train this weekend and not talking. Not because we were bored or grumpy, but just because we didn't need to. We were content to enjoy the city together and take things in. We were able to just be there. Recently, it is my favorite thing about marriage.
Chicago is a great city, and David and I enjoyed eating our way through most of it. Other than making it to the concert on Thursday night, our main goal was to have great food for every meal. I spent months diving for a notepad anytime I heard a famous or interesting Chicago restaurant mentioned on the Food Network. It paid off. Below was dinner on night one. Lobster and Vietnamese spring rolls? Yes please.
The second night we went to Fogo de Chao and treated ourselves to the best, and most expensive meal we've ever had. It was completely worth it and completely irresponsible. We were on vacation, we don't have kids.
As a female, I am required to love chocolate, so I treated us to (literally) the world's best. Trust me, you've never tasted chocolate until you have had Tuescher's champagne truffles. They will change your life.
Overall, great trip. I feel incredibly refreshed. I feel a little bit more grown up and capable of navigating a location other than 9th and Broadway. Mostly, I'm thankful that I have a hilarious best friend to travel with for the rest of our life together. Or, at least until we have kids and have no life at all.
