Yesterday, Liz and I went out for a lunch near the fountain by the Art Institute. We were able to sit in the same area where I proposed marriage, which is always nice.
I like these lunches, as I always tend to follow the same pattern. I get nervous and worried about time, when we first set off. I normally eat lunch at my desk, and taking an actual full lunch feels a little odd to me.
But when we arrive at the fountain and we settle in, I forget about the workday and all its demands. I relax a bit, and the trees and the water take over.
I've said it before: this is a great little spot, and I'm always surprised there aren't more people here during lunch hours. Come by and have a sandwich, read a book, or just people watch for a bit.
Damn, living in Wisconsin, I forget how lovely the grounds are at the Art Institute! And there isn't a nicer spot in Chicago. I also really love the grand staircase during the holidays--my friend Dorriss playing her harp. Oh, those were the days. Next year my nephew will be in grad school at the Art Insitute and my neighbor is a professor there and says he'll take me for a visit--and the first place I'm going to is the fountain (to hell with the kid).
I love your lunches together! How did you not melt though??? I'm melting!!
It was nice and breezy over there with the water and the shade.