Last week I was in Chicago on business, shooting, seeing clients, meetings, the usual. Friday was a particularly difficult day. I had a morning meeting and an afternoon meeting with quite a time gap in between. It was one of those days when easy things became difficult for no apparent reason. My phone was dropping calls, I stepped in a puddle, nothing that was going to stop the world but it all adds up. I hopped in a cab to go across town. I felt like the cab driver was going the wrong direction so I pulled out my iPhone to check the GPS and BAM! There I was in a car wreck. I was fine. But it was just another frustration to add to my day. After I gathered my things I began walking. I stopped because I wasn’t sure where I was and looked up to see …
Suddenly, my day was looking up. Way up. I used to go to the Berghoff as a little boy with my Grandfather. I was told they had closed. If they did, last Friday they were open again. And no I didn’t hit my head in the cab. It wasn’t a dream. That is real beer in that glass. The Berghoff is a grand old restaurant. A place that you always want to go back to when you are in town.
It’s a place where a guy like me that’s having a bad day can go and turn your day around. So that’s just what I did. And that’s just what happened.
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