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Balmoral – a Scottish delight in Chicagoland

For a recent celebration, we made our way on a snowy night to Balmoral, a Scottish restaurant in the far west suburbs of Chicago. Before learning about this delightful restaurant, I had bemoaned only being able to dine on haggis at the annual Scottish festival in Itasca, particularly since I don’t make it to the festival every year.

The ambience of the restaurant was lovely, we were seated in a neat little nook about midway through the restaurant. We were barely seated when a basket of breads was delivered, and spent a couple minutes deciding which kind to try first. Every so often, I noticed the drifting sound of bagpipes. The owner was wandering throughout the restaurant, talking to people, and every employee seemed genuinely happy to be there.

Haggis Drambuie served with three kinds of crispy toast — Haggis Drambuie at Balmoral restaurant in Campton Hills, IL

Balmoral’s menu includes two haggis dishes, one as a starter and one as an entree. I’m not particularly fond of turnips (aka “neeps”), which is a key ingredient in the entree combination of “Haggis, Neeps and Tatties,” so I ordered the Haggis Drambuie. It was a tasteful treat to start us off, with three different kinds of crispy toast perfectly proportioned for the amount of haggis and sauce that was served.

In the interest of trying less commonly available dishes, we ordered the Great Granny’s Rabbit Pie and the Perthshire’s Pleasant Peasants Pheasant. Both were delicious. In the interest of exploring the dessert menu, half of the rabbit pie came home with me.

Saving space for the desserts was well worth it. Unfortunately, the trio of mini-desserts we ordered looked so lovely, I forgot to take a photo. Well, that and we were distracted by the bagpipe rendition of “Happy Birthday”. We will definitely make it back to this fabulous restaurant.

Culinary Tourism

White-sided dolphin swimming beside our boat.

I flew back to California for work last week. I arrived Sunday morning and managed to just make it to Oceanside for a boat tour – theoretically, whale watching, but it’s not quite whale season yet. We did see three kinds of dolphins as well as some sea lions. That was the extent of my traditional tourism; the rest of my days were filled with work. Meal times, however, were a great time to explore some of the local options.

It began immediately following the boat ride, with a coupon to Harbor Fish & Chips. I opted for the “small” – a single piece of fish – which was impressively sized; anything larger would have been too much for me. When I arrived at my hotel, I realized it was well-placed for walking to dinner. In addition to four restaurants down the block, there was an outlet mall across the street, with most of their restaurants at the end near the hotel. That said, Pokemon Go rewards you for walking, so I almost always to the long route to and from dinner.

Clockwise from the upper left: seared ahi salad; Wild Alaskan sand dabs with sauteed kale and goat cheese, grilled zucchini, and sourdough bread; "small" fish and chips — Clockwise from the upper left: seared ahi salad; Wild Alaskan sand dabs with sauteed kale and goat cheese, grilled zucchini, and sourdough bread; “small” fish and chips

I had four opportunities to walk to dinner, and a goal of trying somewhere new each night. Being so close to the ocean, I made a point of selecting fish more than I usually would. I started with a fish taco and chicken tortilla soup at Rubio’s, a local fast food chain. My second dinner was a seared ahi salad at BJ’s Restaurant & Brewhouse, another local chain whose name was new to me. By the third night, I wanted a milkshake, so I walked to Ruby’s Diner, a few doors down from the Rubio’s, and had a delicious burger/fries/onion rings combo with my drink. On my last free night, having walked past its “Now Open” sign for several days, I tried the Parmesan Crusted Wild Alaskan Sand Dabs at the recently remodeled King’s Fish House.

My last night had a work dinner scheduled, and the food was as delightful as the other nights, this time at the Flying Pig Pub & Kitchen. I ordered one of the daily specials – a pasta with sausage that was made in house – after trying a couple appetizers with my co-workers. I highly recommend their Brussels sprouts. Well, and the rest of their food… the whole week’s cuisine was amazing.

Stop for a taste at Journeyman Distillery

Last weekend, we drove to Michigan for a karate tournament. Specifically, we drove to Flint… if I only wanted to drive to Michigan, I can do that in two hours. Driving to Flint more than doubles that driving time. It’s a beautiful, scenic drive this time of year, filled with the changing colors of fall and winery billboards. Wait, what? Yes, really, the sheer quantity of winery billboards in the second half of Indiana and the first hour or so of Michigan along I-94 was astounding. For the most part, they weren’t repeating themselves… there really are that many wineries in the region.

And while I like wine, what caught my eye was the billboard for a distillery. In fact, I think it was the only distillery I saw billboards for. And it advertised food, which was perfect, as we needed to stop for lunch. As we left the highway, the next sign said it was 5 miles to the Journeyman Distillery. That’s really not far in a two lane road with no traffic lights until the turn we wanted.

I suppose you would expect a stiff drink at a distillery, but I still had a couple hours of driving to do and was already a bit tired. Rest assured, they had good coffee. That’s not to say I left without buying a drink – I took home a bottle of Sew Your Oats Whiskey as the most interesting possibility.

Pork cracklings, an amazing selection of mostly alcohol in the Journeyman Distillery gift shop, distillery, and hummus — Pork cracklings, selection in the Journeyman Distillery gift shop, distillery, and hummus

And yet, that’s not what I was gushing about when I told my friends about the place. We weren’t terribly hungry when we got there, though it was past a normal lunch time, so we ordered from the appetizer menu. I ordered a Southwestern chicken soup and pork cracklings, and was hooked from the first bite of the cracklings. If you’ve ever bought pre-packaged chicharrones, you have an idea of what these taste like. They are described on a package as “rendered out pork fat with attached skin.” But these… well, these were fresh. When you bite into them, they crackle, somewhat like a salty Pop Rocks. The pork cracklings alone are worth the two hour drive to Michigan.

(In other news, the tournament was fun, the drive home was just as scenic, and I got the boiler fixed on Tuesday so my house is now properly heated again.)

Planning a trip to Niagara Falls

I may post more about our trip to Niagara Falls on later days, but here are some of the thoughts that went into planning it.

Transit

Selecting an airline isn’t usually difficult; Southwest is my preferred airline if it services an airport in the right area. Even when we fly carry-on only, like we did for our Philadelphia trip, I like the option of checking bags for free. The pricing is almost always comparable to the other airlines, so it comes down to selecting times I like for direct flights. (Chicago to Buffalo is just over an hour, an indirect flight doesn’t really make sense.)

I researched options for getting from the Buffalo airport to the Canadian side of Niagara Falls. Quickly dismissed was the Greyhound option; that’s from downtown Buffalo, and only at set times, so it would have required too many transfers. The airport shuttle was more appealing until I realized that I could rent a car for less than it would cost for both our fares one-way. Our lodging included free parking, so renting a car turned out to be a no-brainer.

On the other hand, I didn’t want to drive around all weekend, or bother to pay for parking multiple times in the Fallsview area. We picked up 48-hour WeGo passes, parked the rental car by our cabin, and rode the bus into the downtown area multiple times. When I returned the rental car, they thought I had filled the gas tank because I had driven it so little.

Lodging

I’ve had a KOA (Kampgrounds of America) membership since 2013, when we went on a 13-day road trip; two-thirds of our nights were at KOA sites. On a whim, I checked to see if there was a KOA in the Niagara Falls area. As it turns out, there’s one on each side of the Falls. Having never visited Canada before, I was set at staying on the Canadian side. I didn’t really want to pack a tent (even with free baggage), so I booked a cabin… well, a Kamping Kabin. Because it’s at a Kampground.

KOA Kamping Kabin - outside and inside views — KOA Kamping Kabin – outside and inside views

Camping cabins are minimalist in nature. There’s a roof over your head, a door that locks, beds (one double and a bunk bed), and a table with a chair. There’s also a picnic table and seating on the deck. You bring your own linens or sleeping bags, which was most of our luggage needs for this trip. You also have to walk outside to get to the bathroom and the shower stalls. (Pack your own towels too.) In good weather, this works out nicely… and we had amazing weather at Niagara Falls last weekend.

Activities

Niagara Falls - Horseshoe Falls at night, when the falls are lit up with multicolor lights — Niagara Falls – Horseshoe Falls at night

Other than “see the Falls,” I had no idea what we would be doing in the area for two and a half days. I reached out to a friend in Toronto who mentioned that there’s a wax museum with movie stars in the area. Actually, there are two. And a rock stars one. While researching the museum, I discovered that they offered a Fun Pass that combined the museum, the SkyWheel (2 rides if you buy online!), some virtual rides, and a choice of indoor (wizards) or outdoor (dinosaurs) mini-golf. The pass allows you to do each activitiy once, any time within a year from when you activate it. Since we have no immediate plans to return to the area, we did them all Friday and Saturday.

Everything else we did was based on what we found when we got there. We ate at a mix of local (Tim Horton’s, Queen Victoria Place Restaurant) and speciality chain restaurants (Margaritaville and Hard
Rock), watched the nightly fireworks over the Falls, spent some time at the local Ripley’s Believe It or Not museum, and spent Sunday morning at Bird Kingdom. We did some shopping, and then visited the Falls from the U.S. side Sunday afternoon before flying home.

We packed up and went.

Several months ago, a co-worker of mine mentioned a website she had heard of – Pack Up & Go – that will plan a 3-day vacation for you. The catch is that you don’t find out where you’re going until you go. We thought that sounded like fun, so as a spring break option we picked a price range in the “plane, train, or bus” option and filled out their survey about our interests, recent trips, and upcoming trips – they want to avoid places you’ve gone recently or are going to soon.

One week before the trip, we received some hints so we know what to pack, the weather forecast, and when and where we’re departing. Based on the weather and departure details (flying out of Midway and we’re allowed two free checked bags each), I guessed we were heading to Baltimore – Southwest (the airline for free checked bags) had four flights leaving at 8:00 AM that day, and the other three were to warmer climates. Cassandra’s guess was Philadelphia. You're going to Philadelphia! PA As it turns out, she was right – that flight was at 7:55.

We woke up at 4am and opened our envelope before heading to the airport. By the time we parked, we had an email with our boarding passes and some additional details. I glanced through the sightseeing and food recommendations before breakfast, and really dug into them on the plane.

Our package also included directions to our hotel, a dinner reservation and gift card, museum tickets, and an Uber credit. And most importantly, a map of the downtown area. I marked our hotel and dinner spot, and scoped out where the recommendations landed on the map.

We stopped at the hotel before lunch, planning to leave our bags with the concierge, but lucked out because our room was ready. We took a little longer as a result, then hit the streets heading towards the Reading Terminal Market. It was lunchtime and the whole market felt packed, so instead of exploring its’ entirety, we slipped out the other side and found a lovely Ramen restaurant in Chinatown.

After lunch, we wandered towards the Liberty Bell with a stop in a chocolate shop. Despite three chocolate shop stops, we didn’t buy any chocolate on this trip! (Self-restraint is easier when traveling carry-on only.) When we reached the Liberty Bell, we saw a long line inside the building. And outside. And turning the corner. We decided to wait our visit until Sunday morning, though we did pick up postcards at the gift shop. We wandered our way around town and back to the hotel before our dinner reservation at Garces, and managed to visit a couple shops on the way to that.

Dinner was amazing, starting with sourdough bread and a selection of olive oils and vinegars, then appetizers, soups, and entrees that landed at our table. We even saved room for dessert, which went nicely with the Auchentoshan Three Wood (Scotch) I selected. As we strolled back to the hotel, we laughed as a young gentleman sang to someone in his group, then asked who else needed to be serenaded.

Sunday morning, well before the Liberty Bell opened, we descended to Urban Farmer, the hotel’s restaurant, where the waiter talked me into having a homemade English muffin… because it came with the blue crab omelette. The muffin was easily double the size I expected. It made a lovely lunch; I barely finished the omelette.

Our line strategy worked – we strolled right in when we reached the Liberty Bell shortly after 9:00 am. Next on the agenda was The Academy of Natural Sciences of Drexel University, a block away from our hotel. There were casts of dinosaurs fossils as we entered, and information on any number of animals elegantly displayed in life-sized dioramas, as well as an indoor butterfly exhibit. We bypassed the live crocodiles, since we had already decided to visit both the Adventure Aquarium (across the Delaware River in Camden, New Jersey) and the Philadelphia Zoo. We stopped at the hotel to grab my leftover English muffin from the room fridge and summoned a ride using Uber. Our driver did warn us that the area surrounding the aquarium is unsafe, and to get our return ride directly from the entrance.

We arrived just in time for the hippo feeding. I don’t know about you, but I’ve mostly seen hippos lounging at zoos, so this was a treat. Both hippos were in the water. From the below water level viewing area, we could see them pushing off the floor to snatch half a head of cabbage in their mouths. We moved from there to the shark exhibit, glancing at jellyfish and other creatures on the way. The final part of the shark exhibit is the optional Shark Bridge – a rope netting bridge with metal supports over the shark tank. (Yes, we most certainly did walk it.)

Then it was time for a hands-on exhibit, reaching into a tank of rays before popping outside for one of the two penguin enclosures. And back inside for the touch-a-shark tank – significantly smaller than the ones below the shark bridge – and an exploration of reptiles and amphibians. We went back outside with the crowd at penguin feeding time before visiting the hands-on kids area. (Yes, we’re above the target age range. But still welcome.) That included yet another touch tank, this time with starfish, shrimp, and fish.

An Uber ride later, we were back at the hotel trying to pick a dinner spot from the long list Pack Up + Go provided. With assistance from my phone (“that one doesn’t have an available table for two hours”, “that has no openings tonight”), we selected El Rey as our destination, and enjoyed interesting Mexican food, including a rice pudding flan.

Having reached our final morning without, we decided a Philly cheesesteak sandwich was an appropriate breakfast option at the appropriate named Spataro’s Cheesesteaks restaurant at Reading Terminal Market. And having already walked over 40,000 steps during the weekend, we chose the reasonable option of… no, wait, we walked some more. You can’t really sit down while exploring a zoo. We packed up, checked out of the hotel, and spent the next few hours at the Philadelphia Zoo. (With our luggage. Good thing it was just carry-on.)

They have some pretty interesting exhibits, including their 360 view tunnels for various animals. I can’t emphasize enough how cool it is to walk under the jaguar or the red pandas. Sadly, the trip had to end, so we headed to the airport, thoroughly satisfied with our first Pack Up + Go experience.

Visiting the Blue Box Café

I don’t recall when I first heard about the Blue Box Café (BBC, because that’s a great acronym in context); it seems like it opened ages ago, I kept wanting to go. With a late Saturday afternoon free, we ended up there for an early dinner recently. For anyone not familiar with the source material, “Blue Box” refers to Doctor Who’s TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimension In Space), a machine capable of traveling through time and space that is permanently disguised as a British police box.

Me, a TARDIS door, and some Doctor Who clothing.

There’s nothing particularly fancy on the menu, though some of the items bear Whovian names; what we tried was delightful. The attention-getters are the decor and merchandise, all Doctor Who-related. In addition to the usual collectables (K-9 bobblehead!) for sale, there was a book about the show by a Midwest author, and several pieces on the walls were fan creations. And who can resist taking a photo by the Blue Box mock-up? As we left, employees were setting up for an evening of live music – be sure to check their event schedule before you go!

I normally chat with my companions at meals, but we were both distracted by an episode of Doctor Who that was playing on the televisions. We eventually pulled ourselves away mid-episode (we have seen it before), stopping outside to admire the Blue Box bench before heading home.

Hardware is a strange name for a restaurant

That was my first thought when a friend asked if I had tried the place I’d been driving past at least once a week for the last year. “It’s a farm-to-table restaurant.” Wait, what? Really? I just thought it was a brewpub, which I don’t go out of my way for since I don’t drink beer. (Yes, I realize brewpubs have other good features.) So I Googled the restaurant and spent a while ogling their menu.

Last week, I had a chance to go with a friend. We opted for a high-top table, right next to their greenhouse. (They grow their own salad greens in the greenhouse, along with hops for their beers, and fruits and nuts in their micro orchard.) Then the waiter introduced himself and said these magic words: “We have 411 whiskies.” I could go every day for a year, have a different whiskey each time, and not make it through the entire list! I won’t go that often, of course, but I did set up a spreadsheet to track which whiskies I’ve tried there. The Templeton Rye from their Happy Hour menu narrowly beat some of their whiskey flight options for the evening.

Greenhouse, whiskey, wood grilled bread, meat & cheese plate at Hardware — The Greenhouse, Templeton Rye, Wood Grilled Bread, and a selection of meats and cheeses at Hardware in North Aurora

Their food was equally impressive, particularly knowing the greens are grown in sight of our table, and some of the meats are cured or prepared there. After our Wood Grilled Bread with hummus, olives, cucumber, feta cheese, and arugula, the waiter brought fresh baked rolls and honey butter to the table. I had almost finished my roll when dinner arrived – homemade ravioli for my companion, and a mixed platter of meat and cheese for me. The roll came in handy between bites of habanero tequila cheese, and my favorite of the meats was the duck bacon.

I did bring half of my platter home, so we didn’t look at the dessert menu while there. I did, however, look it up afterwards, and suspect that I’ll be ordering just an appetizer and dessert next time. And a whiskey, of course. Only 410 left to try.