Arrived O’Hare.
All week the media have been warning…
Busiest day of the year here.
Beware.
Plan accordingly.
But you know what?
The terminal is surprisingly quiet.
Practically empty.
Don’t believe it?
We were the only ones in the line for security.
Where is everyone?
Well – don’t worry.
We found ‘em.
Everyone – and I mean EVERYONE is in line for Frontera Tortas.
Our old friend Rick Bayless has turned airport dining on it’s ear.
Smoked pork…
Spicy shrimp…
Taqueria tossed salads for the gluten free…
Guacamole bar with Neuske’s bacon, pepitas, sundried tomatoes, cilantro…
And so, I wait.
The line was so long I had to break a cardinal rule and agree to the kids getting happy meals next door at McD’s.
Holiday travel negotiation #1.
