Iowa, basically. (I did get to see some of the red grass Willa Cather writes about in My Antonia, which was cool. This observation has been brought to you by Lit Nerds Anonymous International.)
A note to future road-trippers: Long drive getting you down? Plug your laptop into your car speakers and watch/listen to old episodes of Gilmore Girls. (The keen-eyed and geek-hearted will recognize this as "The Lorelais' First Day at Chilton." We started at the beginning, as one should.) Best time-killer ever.
The mighty Mississippi.
As a reward for our days of hard driving, Christine and I took ourselves and our lovely Chicago hostess out to the (apparently) famous Bob Chinn's Crab House for fresh King Crab legs and dorky photographs. For food porn, see below.
The fork here doesn't really give a sense of scale. These crab legs were huge. And I ate all of them, and I don't regret it at all, because this was a top-ten-worthy meal. Maybe worth driving to Chicago for, and that's saying something.
Tomorrow: A day of rest/museum-hopping in Chicago. Much-deserved.
2 comments:
Yay-- you made it! I'm not sure I want to drive to Chicago to get it, but that crab looked awesome. Have a great day off tomorrow!
Welcome to Chicago!
Did you read the news paper clippings they have on the wall at chin's? They are one of the highest grossing restaurants in the country.
I am very proud of the fact that every time I have gone there someone else has payed!
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