Seriously, SuperGuy and I stumbled upon the best cafe in Illinois when we were out antiquing. Ariston Cafe in Litchfield, IL.
Yes, that strawberry dessert tasted as delicious as it looked! My fav part of the lunch!
But I love the whole experience! From the authentic formica table tops…
To the to-die-for patty melt.
To the cute decorations in the cafe. We had the best time! I do not know how SuperGuy always manages to stumble across cafes and diners like this when we’re out antiquing, but he does. It’s part of our whole antiquing ritual now. Finding the perfect authentic little spot to eat.
So if you’re ever on highway 55 in Illinois, near Litchfield (it’s on old route 66…remember the Historic Route 66 sign I took a photo of?) …make a side trip into town and have the strawberry dessert at Ariston cafe…and anything else on the menu that catches your eye. Yum.
As an aside…if anyone has the recipe for that strawberry dessert, hook me up! I’ve googled to no avail.
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…when SuperGuy and I try to decide where we’re going to go on our September vacation…
Outer Banks again, maybe. If we could find a quiet area, on the beach..where you can actually see the shore, not just the dunes. Or maybe St. Augustine again. Their beach was wonderful and the area we stayed was quiet. We always like Fort Morgan out of Gulf Shores. Notice the beach theme though…any suggestions for this year?
1)Quiet
2)Directly on the Beach
3)Quiet
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I grew up less than a mile from Route 66.
Route 66 is one of the original US highways and runs from Chicago to LA. It was “established” (whatever that means…) in 1926. They removed US 66 from the official US highways in 1985. (who does that??) ’cause, you know, the Interstate System was new and better. 
Anyway…while we were out antiquing last week, part of our journey was along the Historic Route 66. I told SuperGuy to STOP. THE. CAR. I wanted to get a picture of the Route 66 sign. He keeps driving…somewhere…I’m like “NO. Stop here!” He’s thinking I’m looking for a Route 66 sign. Nope. I jump out of the car and into the line of traffic…which thankful stopped…and got this photo of Route 66 stamped and worn in the roadway.
…and I lived to tell the tale. I tell you, there’s not much I wouldn’t do to get a photo that I want!
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