Yesterday morning, a cloud of fragrance enthusiasts gathered at the north end of North Michigan Avenue in Chicago. By the time they were done wending their way down the Magnificent Mile, the clouds above had emptied over 6.6" of rain at O'Hare airport, an historical record for the area.
But the enthusiasm of the group was stronger than the spitting of the sky. The gathering was not daunted. In good spirits throughout the day, they sniffed and chatted and explored through the day and into the early evening, from L'A (L'Artisan) to Le Z (Liz Zorn).
It's hard, if not impossible, to ask more from a day than to have a plethora of scent smelling opportunities in the company of a diverse but uniformly delightful group of people, peppered and capped by chocolate. Nice. Very nice.
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