Friday morning, we were consumed with packing, which is always a
stressful experience. Packing FOR a trip is my job, and packing for the trip
HOME belongs to my husband, so you can imagine the gritching that ensued:
“Where’s my such-and-such?” “What did you do with my widget?” “Someone’s taken my thingamajig!” “If my doomaflitchy isn’t found, someone’s getting punched!”
OK, he never offers to punch anyone (that particular threat is peculiar to another individual previously mentioned), but he sure doesn’t enjoy the chore.
Other morning activities included settling the rental car affair (which had to be upgraded due to the presence of Keith and the tendency of Cole to take everything he owns on his travels); the exchanging of our train tickets, which we’ll be using Sunday; a quick trip back to a cigar shop to pick up a couple more “gifts” for friends (other such gifts had already been purchased the day before by Chris and me for a couple of favorite friends and co-workers); and then a six-hour drive to Cedar Point.
But before we embarked on the drive, we stopped in at Giordano’s, home of the famous Chicago-style stuffed pizza. Giordano’s (www.giordanos.com) is not one of the originals (that would be Pizza Uno or Pizza Duo), but Giordano’s serves pizza with ham and pineapple, which is what I always have. (Cole always has the shrimp pizza; don’t ask.) The closest thing you can get in Oklahoma is Savantano’s Pizzeria in Bixby. Failing to try deep-dish pizza in Chicago is like failing to at least see the Statue of Liberty from a distance while in New York. It can’t be done by any reasonable person, tourist or otherwise.
And there’s lots of food – plenty to share on a six-hour drive to Ohio. Tomorrow, it’s roller coasters!!!!