Tomorrow is Mark’s 63rd birthday, so I’m going down to Chicago for a fun day. The plan is to meet at the Metra station in Schaumburg – I’ll be driving, he’ll take the train – and then head to Ikea for more apartment furnishing shopping.
We’ll get some form of lunch – Maggiano’s in Schaumberg, maybe? Or something back in Chicago. (Turned out to be 11 City Diner, the “faux-Jewish Deli” as my friend Rob calls it – and faux is right – they had a Reuben with cheese & meat and my breakfast sandwich had bacon and pork sausage.) Then we’ll go to the symphony. In the morning, we can sleep in, seek breakfast, maybe go see the Magritte at the Art Institute. I have a phone meeting at 1:30, and then we can head home to Wisconsin.
It’s funny not to be making a cake or a pie – but, I guess I really don’t make Mark a birthday baked treat every year. I thought I could make a visual catalog of other years, but after a few minutes of searching all I’ve found is 2010.
In 2008, we went to Washington DC and ate at Nora.
I made a really pretty father’s day cake for him one year:
And here’s 2012’s apple tart:
2012 birthday pie
And, oh yea, 2011 was Washington Island for Mark’s 60th birthday, the time before this last time.
