Tuesday night February 1

Not to be ones to miss any weather event, my husband and I decided to walk up to Palmer's Tuesday night in the storm - I didn't exactly decide - he dared me.

I called Palmer's before we left to make sure they were open. I could hear a lot of buzzing in the background, it sounded like they were actually busy.

So, we went - bundled up, waterproof boots, waterproof mittens - it is about a 15 minute walk and we were fine unless the wind was blowing in our faces - not only wind, but pelting snow that actually hurt our cheeks.

But we made it - everyone in there looked dry and warm, we must have looked like drowned rats. We sat at a high top in the back room - had a burger and a couple of beers. Steve Palmer came over and talked to us and said he figured he would stay open, since everyone else had closed. The wait staff is mostly local, he said he told one of the girls who lives in Schaumburg to stay home, that he had enough people....my daughter being one of them.

Of course we sat in my daughter's station as is our custom when we go to Palmer's. When she saw us, she said, "Did you walk here??? It's life or death out there." We assured her that they meant if you were driving, not walking.
We saw a dad and his young son come in, obviously having walked decked out in snowmobile suits, hats, big boots. They got dessert and hot chocolate, the drink enticingly served in tall white mugs on saucers with whipped cream and chocolate shavings.

On the way home, we saw another couple who did not want to miss this possibly historic snowstorm. Oh, and we also noticed my daughter's Volkswagen Beetle in the parking lot - I wonder how she got home.