Almost every trip to Chicago- or any other city for that matter- I make an effort to take in something I can't get at home. Whether it's as simple as Chicago deep dish (now a tradition) or a production on Broadway, a visit to the Grand Canyon, or simply a sit-and-look of the Eiffel Tower (still on ...
A Whiter Shade of Pale
I'm sure most women work this way: If I have long hair, I'm dreaming of short. If I buy a blue dress, I wish I have bought it in black. When I'm tan, I'd like fair skin. When my old house was shades of blue everywhere, I wanted this one to be dark, neutral and dramatic. It's the ...
Let’s Call it an Office
When I mentioned several months ago that we were downsizing, I wasn't kidding. Our former home had a whopping 7,000 square feet above ground, as well as 2,500 in the basement and another 2,500 in the carriage house. While we never went into the basement (it was creepy), and hadn't yet done anything ...
Chinatown
I have an unhealthy obsession with china patterns. I grew up in two houses- my parents and my grandparents- where we ate at the dining room table. There were rare occasions where we dragged out TV trays, or microwaved big bowls of popcorn to eat in front of horror movies during Halloween season, ...
