City Years, Country Years

Last weekend my sweetheart and I took our first little getaway without the baby in quite awhile. It was pretty simple, just a night at The James in downtown Chicago — dinner, a little shopping, walks by Lake Michigan to enjoy the first burst of springtime weather that we were lucky to get. I just appreciated seeing all the people and having all these possibilities laid out in front of me: restaurants, cafes, shops, bars, spas, museums, galleries, Eately. (I also was incredibly psyched to go to Trader Joe’s — people who live in places with Trader Joe’s, do not

On Becoming a City Girl Again, At Least for a Weekend

The past few weekends I’ve been heading into Chicago to see various friends coming in from out of town, so I’ve been gallivanting and flaneuring and gadding about a lot more than I usually do these days, especially since I moved from NYC. And it’s been super-wonderful: being a city girl is kind of in my blood. After all, I lived in them for so long during some very formative years. I have the instincts and inclination towards exploration, adventure and, yes, public transportation that living and working and playing in cities seems to spark in people. A city, of