Last weekend me and two of my lady friends went to the windy city for 48 glorious hours.
We walked the magnificent mile but didn’t really shop. Instead we went on an architectural boat tour of the city, we rented electric bikes and road up and down the lakeshore, we walked around Navy Pier, and ate lots of delicious food. We spent a lot of time in WholeFoods having eye-sex with all the organic and fresh foods and safe, allergen free options. What is it about WholeFoods? I can’t get enough.
We stumbled upon Eataly and our 30 min wait for a table became an hour, we were starving already and by the time we sat down we couldn’t wait to try everything. Market style, community driven, shop/eat/look/taste/meet/relax/read hubs are my favorite types of places. The San Miguel Market in Spain, the Downtown Market in Grand Rapids, The Public Market in Madison, Pikes Place Market in Seattle. I could hop around the world just to visit these places and never get tired of seeing crowded hallways with bustling people. Jostling dark red glasses or pipping hot mugs while you have to strain to hear the music over all the conversation. Paper bags punctuating footfall traffic and all the packages crinkling and cashier bells ringing. Each market smells different too, like the perfume of a city.
I remember the market in Nigeria where I was born, probably my earliest memories; This dusty, smelly place where all the commerce happened. It was wild and it was always the beginning of my favorite things: meals around a table. Even as a little girl I loved the preparation just as much as the presentation. The whole idea of getting ready to feed people, I’ve always loved it. And markets like this just make it all so attractive to create time and space for falling in love with food or bringing people together around a table or discovering something entirely new.
It’s my jam, basically.
This weekend was a blast. I can’t wait to go back and see what’s changed again, and to ogle WholeFoods like the red light district that it is for the modern housewife.