It was cold. Damn cold. Like, really f^ck!ng cold. But, we hopped a train to Chicago to add new memories to old ones. Growing up, each year our mother would take my sister and me to Chicago, in between Thanksgiving and Christmas. The tradition has fallen by the wayside but when we learned the famed Cape Cod Room was closing for good on December 31st, we knew we had to make the trek for one final meal. The Drake was, and still is, our HQ when visiting. We had quite an experience at dinner and relished the lovely, legendary recipes of The Cape Cod Room, enjoyed high tea the next day in The Palm Court (my fave!) and did a little Christmas shopping. My boys and husband came along for the ride so of course we took a detour to the Lego store (where my mother made a new friend), picked up refined sugar and carbs at Glazed and Confused and consumed some deep dish pizza at Gino's (my mother insists on Gino's but we Foxes are Lou Malnati's devotees). Bonus: I introduced my mother to SnapChat and got as close to taking a selfie with Queen Bey as I'll ever get.