We were both getting hungry as we started heading back on the eastbound section of Route 66 in downtown Chicago. We should eat lunch soon. I spied this farmer’s market in a plaza in the shadow of Sears Tower. Well, not it is called Willis Tower. At one point, this 110 story building was the world’s tallest.
Walking around the farmer’s market I picked up some brie cheese, a baggett, grapes and a soda. Charly, on the other hand, went for the sweets and picked up some chocolate chip cookies, brownies and sticky buns.
You call that lunch?
After eating, we headed straight back to the car. Of course, I stopped to take a few pictures along the way.
Once we got to the car, Charly was quick to change in to something more casual.
“Hey, you can’t change here?” I said trying not to attract attention to the fact she just slipped her dress off over her head.
“Nobody’s down here,” she said with disgust in her voice.
“I’m down here!” I snapped back.
“Then turn you head if you don’t want to see me undressed,” she chuckled, “it’s not like you haven’t seen a naked lady before.”
My first thought was of a couple of rent-a-cops watching the garage security monitors.
“Hey, Joey, get a load of this. This chick just took her dress off in level B1,” I could imagine them saying.
“Tell me when your decent!” I said firmly.
It seemed all to soon before she said, “Okay, you can turn around.”
We jumped in to the car with me beating her to the driver’s door.
“I’m driving,” I insisted.
She just shrugged.
It took us a while to drive just a few miles south. I wanted to stop at every unique photo opportunity. I soon found I was getting hungry again. Not wanting to eat just anywhere, I wanted to find something “Chicago.”
A Chicago Hot Dog
I love the pop of a Chicago style hot dog. I saw this place, Henry’s, and flipped a U-turn and parked in front.
“Can you do that?” Charly asked.
“Do what? Park here?” I replied.
“No, do a U-turn.” She responded.
“Hey, no sign saying I can’t. Besides, I think your car could outrun any police car.” smiling I said.
I thought we’d never get out of Chicago. Our destination tonight is… get this… Juliett, Illinois. There’s a Blues Brothers reference there.