Monday, August 13, 2007

chicago

When pioneers came across this place on a giant lake on their journey west, they smelled a smell, and they heard a word. The smell came from rotting wild onions. The word, spoken in the Potawatomi language, described that smell: "Chicago."

In the 1880s, a French visitor claimed to be able to feel the smell of Chicago.

Saturday evening, after a walk down Michigan Avenue, where we looked at and tried on the latest fashions, people-watched, felt the heat, and saw the entire region from the top of the John Hancock building, and before a giant Italian dinner with dear family friends, we felt the smell as well. Except, these days, the smell was more like chocolate.

It is, in fact, chocolate. Chicago smells delicious.

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