I was going to take a picture of the exterior of the hotel , but it is 7 degrees outside. That’s right, I said 7. So here’s the hallway.

This is everyone’s fantasy of what a book tour is like–luxury hotel (Hotel Burnham—check it out) and a staff that knows your name and can get you a table at Charlie Trotter’s with a couple hours’ notice.

So that’s where I went last night. A once in a lifetime 9 course meal that kept me so busy that I didn’t mind eating alone. Favorite item-baby Brussels sprout the size of grapes. And they’re purple. The staff brought a little box of them out for me to see in their uncooked state. They come from a farm in Ohio.

Reading at Anderson’s tonight.