We are in Chicago this morning, about to get on the road. Thanks in advance for offers of cocktails, coffee etc. But we are on a mission; to eat at as many Culver’s as possible! No, just kidding, to get home already. I’m exhausted, Lucy’s exhausted, Jessica’s falling apart and Cosmo keeps saying after each farm we pass, “You can just drop me off here.”

The Labor Day traffic yesterday was particularly brutal.