Tonight I took 'Auntie Mame'out for Mothers Day dinner, as she's' taken on the role of taskmaster on with gusto. We went to her spring/ summer favorite BICE. I barely ate all day in anticipation of our upcoming meal. It was to cold to sit outside, which is part of the appeal, as BICE resembles Chicagos own 'Dolce Vita' . On a tiny block of Ontario Street , one can watch all the beautiful people walk and drive by in their assorted foreign vehicles.One doesn't encounter the usual flash as say in the 'VIAGRA TRIANGLE' of Rush Street. Tonight BICE was very low key, as the Mothers Day brunch rush was far gone.
We ordered up a bottle of Frescabaldi Sangiovese/ Pinot Noir accompanied by the most delicious salads,antipasto, and pastas. We finished off with warm apple tart topped with vanilla ice cream, Sambucca, and coffee. We must have lingered for two hours talking, planning, and most important her giving me guidance and advice. All in all a very satisfying evening. I will sleep well. Its the simple uncomplicated moments like this I
remember the most. Thank you Mommy for leaving me in good hands.
Your Sunday sounded fabulous! It's great that you can escape to what feels like another country but never leaving Chicago.
ReplyDeleteFood sounded good too however I feel there was a serious lack of chocolate!! :)
I think there is always something wonderful about going somewhere and having plentiful amounts of food bought to me, then having the dirty plates taken away, knowing I didn't have to lift a finger to make it happen. What a wonderful Sunday - or any day of the week, for that matter!
ReplyDeleteSounds to me like someone would feel right at home at a little taverna in Venice or Sorrento or Capri .... a glass of chianti, some chibata bread and antipasto and watching the world go by ...... then the Visa card statement comes in - back to reality ..... but for a while there ........
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