The wifey is standing about 100 feet away from me and she's whispering sweet nothings into the air. Amazingly, I can hear every word she's saying... although she sounds an awful lot like that Verizon guy. Can you hear me now? Can you hear me now? Luckily for me, she's a lot cuter. Anyway, we're having this long distance conversation underneath the beautifully designed Tiffany ceiling at the Macy's on State Street. Completed in 1907, the ceiling consists of about 1.6 million little pieces of glass and is the largest one Mr. Tiffany ever built. Hmm, try having this thing appraised at the Antiques Road Show. And, it is so acoustically in tuned that I can hear the wifey's ramblings from clear across the building. Who needs AT&T when you got this thing?
Anyhoo, what we're really here for is the Frango. You know, those decadent chocolate mints that come in the green box that they sell down in the Cellar at Macy's? Well, it all started here back in the day when this store used to be called Marshall Field's. There's even an old chocolate conveyor belt on display that looks like something straight out of an I Love Lucy episode. 
But as delectable as the little mints are, we're actually seeking something even better: the Frango ice cream pie -- Frango chocolate mint ice cream topped with golden nougat in a rich graham cracker crust. Mmmm. Kill me now and I would die happily. We've been craving this since the last time we were in Chicago, and we're sure to crave it again the next time we're here... 
...which really isn't too far in the near future since we find ourselves back for dinner. This time, in the Walnut Room, an elegant restaurant tucked away on the 7th floor of the department store. To dine here is to be thrown back a hundred years to the past, where the wood paneled walls [made of walnut, I presume] and the tuxedo-clad waiters take you back to a more civilized era. The chicken pot pie has been on the menu since 1907, and although the Frango ice cream pie is fiddy cents more here than at the cafe, the extra dollop of whipped cream and that sprig of mint they put on top of it makes it all worthwhile... and it definitely satisfies our cravings. Mr. Marshall Field's motto was "Give the lady what she wants" and since this could technically be considered a girls trip, all I can do in response is bat my eyelashes and say, "Give it to me baby!"Random Stuff:
Tiffany is big here. The Chicago Cultural Center has the largest Tiffany dome in the world. A cellist happened to be giving a concert while we were there. Purty. The dome, that is.
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