Your relationship with where you live can feel like a fickle romance: sometimes you're in love, sometimes you're not. Lately I haven't been feeling Chicago's mojo. While exploring the city with an out-of-towner, I tried to fall in love again. I realized that while I may not be able to feel those butterflies of my earlier days in the city, it is possible to swoon from time to time.

Mornings at the Art Institute help.
As do visits to the 95th floor of the Hancock.

Access to gourmet cupcakes can't hurt any relationship.

And who could be disagreeable about
museum-like window-displays?

A visit to The Bean is sure to restore at least a crush.

And if all else fails...
time at the lake will surely re-connect the heart strings.