Completely alone on the 10am train heading out to the suburbs. Hattie is taking a self-guided tour of The Loop and I’m leaving the metropolis in search of architectural genius in Oak Park, the home of Frank Lloyd Wright. I excitedly join a tour of his house and studio but am devastated to discover thatContinue reading “Day Three: Frank Lloyd Wright”
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Day One: Chicago
We wake at 6am to a bedroom of bleary morning light. The District Line rumbles past my window; the radio alarm shrieks into action. Up, dressed, on the tube to Heathrow. It’s Hattie and I and the promise of an adventure, just beyond Gate 29. Plane food is worse than I remember (although IContinue reading “Day One: Chicago”
To The Table 