Chicago is the place I always planned to live but turned out to be the place I hardly ever get to anymore. So it was a double thrill to be invited to our friend Olivia’s wedding – lots of love for her and for a favorite town. Four glorious fall days in Chicago and a spectacularly beautiful wedding – what a great way to end our three weeks on the road.
First stop for us is always the Art Institute. I know The Bean has become the go-to Michigan Avenue landmark but for me it will always be those lions. (Not to mention those Cubs!) We are always amazed by the treasures within this grand museum. I’d forgotten how great their Renoir collection is – the famous “Two Sisters” and “Fruits of the Midi” were my favorites this trip:
I also liked these “Male and Female Heads from The Tavern Club, 1937”. Very Atlas Shrugged, aren’t they?
And the lions have a friend prowling about inside, too. “Relief of a Lion Walking” by Antoine-Luis Barye:
We stayed at The Peninsula, where superlatives fail to capture its perfection so I won’t even try. Here’s a peek of our suite – the floral panel features silk embroidery. Divine.
After staying in six hotels in three weeks, my road-weary pet peeve had become staying in rooms where there is no charger outlet by the bed. The Peninsula provides built-in chargers of every kind built in to a leather-stitched drawer in the nightstand. Perfection.
The common areas are no less exquisite than the rooms:
It was hard to leave our aerie at The Peninsula, but we had to head outside – Chicago is such a great walking city. Hello, Hancock building! Hello, Chicago River!
A highlight of the weekend – dinner with dear friend Rosanne at Harry Carey’s:
And Daniel flew in for the wedding!
So special for us all to celebrate Olivia’s big day. She was the most elegant, sparkly and beautiful of brides.
The reception was like a dream…
No idea when we will get back to Chicago, but in the meantime we will cherish this wonderful memory of family, friends, love and those majestic lions.
“It is hopeless for the occasional visitor to try to keep up with Chicago — she outgrows his prophecies faster than he can make them. She is always a novelty; for she is never the Chicago you saw when you passed through the last time.”
— Mark Twain