Usually my sister’s and I plan a trip to NYC the week before Christmas. But it’s been two years since I’ve been to NYC, and this year to change things up a bit we took a weekend trip to Chicago. Can I just say that I fell-in-love with Chicago. It’s like a mini NYC, Michigan Avenue is a mini version of Fifth Avenue. Everything is on Michigan Avenue, or very close to it.
The city of Chicago knows how to celebrate Christmas, with trees, lights and glitter filling Michigan Avenue. If you weren’t in the Christmas spirit, just walk down Michigan Avenue. We walked up and down Michigan Avenue the entire weekend, I know it like the back of my hand, and just loved my trip.
We had Afternoon Tea at The Drake Hotel’s Palm Court, the finger sandwiches were divine, usually it’s a hit and miss, but the savories were all delectable. Also, the kitchen allows for plates of your favorites brought to your table without any extra charge, a practice I have only discovered in London.
We hit the Kris Cringle market on Friday night and had dinner at an adorable Italian bistro by the hotel, but I can’t think of the name now.
On Saturday we settled on traditional Chicago pizza at Lou Malnati’s. The deep crust was yummy, the wait however was longer than an hour and we managed to go shopping and took an Uber back when our table was ready.
Dinner on Saturday was at a old haunt, my sisters and I frequent the RH restaurant in Napa and decided to eat at the RH on Dearborn Street. I prefer the Napa location, but I fell-in-love with the little brownstones on Dearborn Street, especially the ones next door to RH.
We also spent Saturday morning at The Art Institute of Chicago, can I say that I love that museum, it beats our museums in SF. We also went to The Bean, walked around and will I be back anytime soon? Maybe not, but I did fall-in-love.