Chicago Day 2: Dinosaurs, Gangsters, and Deep Dish
Day two in Chicago: SUE the T. rex, a gangster bus tour with a guide who moonlights at Wrigley Field, and a deep dish pizza so garlicky we were still breathing it two days later.
Day two in Chicago: SUE the T. rex, a gangster bus tour with a guide who moonlights at Wrigley Field, and a deep dish pizza so garlicky we were still breathing it two days later.
I fell in love with Chicago within the first few hours — the architecture, the history, the energy. Day one was a river cruise past some of the most remarkable architecture in the world, a sports museum we stumbled into by accident, and an underground speakeasy with the largest collection of American whiskey in the world. It was a busy day, but wow!
If you’re going to start a stadium bucket list, you start somewhere that means something. For us, that was Wrigley Field. Getting there involved weather delays, a cancelled dinner reservation, and a last-minute pivot that ended with one of the best old fashioneds of my life.
When Shula’s Steak House closed at the Walt Disney World Swan and Dolphin after nearly 30 years, we were sad. It was our place. Then Bourbon Steak by Michael Mina moved in. How do you replace an institution? Turns out, pretty well.
Today was Christmas Day and my mother’s birthday and it was a year ago today that we decided to book this trip so today was a very special occasion. We kicked off the day with a hike through the Arrayanes Forest. The mountains in Patagonia start off very very high in the northern parts and…
I lived in Auckland for nearly two years before I finally made it to Waiheke Island. Thirty minutes by ferry, world-class wine, beautiful beaches, and a machine that will let you taste 32 different wines by yourself. I should have gone sooner.
A 110-year-old woman in the UK credits a nightly glass of Famous Grouse for her long life. Her doctor agrees. I needed no further convincing — off to the Jefferson we went.
Wellington’s Garage Project started in a derelict petrol station in Aro Valley in 2011, brewing 24 different beers in 24 weeks just to see what would happen. It worked out.
I previously blogged about the New Zealand wine trail. In Central Otago in the South Island, on highway 6 just outside of Queenstown on the way to Wanaka you’ll see signs for Gibbston Valley Winery.
I used to ignore every bottle with a screw top. Then I moved to New Zealand, where 95% of wines use them — including the award-winning ones. I’ve been converted.