Winter Weekend

Had an excellent dinner last night at Bistro Campagne, in Lincoln Square. I highly reccommend it and will definitely be going back myself. Much better than the Rush Street hotspot, Bistro Zinc, where I ate a few weeks ago.

Today Baker and I went for a walk around Promontory Point (other photos here, here and here show it in the spring) trying to soak up a little sunshine and take advantage of the view. The view of downtown was less spectacular than it has been on other occasions but the lake itself was quite magnificent. Some others concur, as you see from their photographic documentation of the phenomenon.

As you can see, the lake really no longer looks like a body of water. The idea of walking across to Michigan is tempting, but the chunky, icy terrain ends out there somewhere, and the water is mighty cold. So don't worry; I'm not about to attempt anything stupid.

Still, the idea of churning water shifting those frozen plates, splashing over rocks and freezing in mid-motion is fascinating. I guess Lake Michigan does have at least this one thing over the mother of all bodies of water, the sea. Now if only you could surf on it...