Sunday, January 31, 2010

Spending the Last Day of January at the Atwood Cafe

The last day of January greets us with blue skies and a slight warm-up. It's almost as January is saying, "who me?" with the freezing temperatures, snow squalls, and ice. To celebrate the last day of the first month of the decade, Steve and I are ascending onto "The Dirty Dan" (Dan Ryan Expressway) and heading to downtown Chi-town for a brunch with family at the Atwood Cafe. I wonder if it is named after Margaret Atwood? Located inside the Hotel Burnham, the Atwood Cafe has a beautiful waiting area/lobby. High ceilings, a fireplace, jazz playing in the background. A mural adorns the wall behind the service desk. Wrought iron gates cover the windows and provide a formal, ornamental, ambiance. All I can say is that the food is decadent. From the merlot to the salmon to the donuts they had at the rable, the creme broulet was amazing. It was a lovely brunch. After we finished brunch and said our goodbyes, we headed home. There was a automobile that caught fire on I-94 and took three lanes down to one, so we had to take a longer way home. Steve managed to drive us home safely, with ACDC's Back in Black playing on the CD. I am happy to say so long to January. This was the perfect way to end it and to start a new month tomorrow.

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