Last time we came through Indiana we didn’t stop. Coming from Michigan to Chicago, a couple years ago, we were told we should stop at the Indiana Dunes on Lake Michigan. Well, we were anxious to get the smoke out of our clothes and sleep in a real bed, in a room with our very own toilet for the following two months, so we continued on to Catherine’s in Glen Ellyn.
Last week we were lucky enough to be invited with several neighbor friends to a mid-week getaway, on the beach, at the Indiana Dunes. These people have quickly accepted us as part of the neighborhood so this was an opportunity we weren’t going to pass up.
We packed up snacks and supplies for a couple nights and headed east about 50 miles to Indiana. Hali was in charge of putting together the centerpiece and Woody the baked potato bar. Both were big hits with this crowd.
The place was big enough to comfortably sleep 25 with plenty of common spaces to avoid stepping on sandy toes. I planted myself on a patio chair in front of the outdoor fireplace on the deck overlooking Lake Michigan. The Chicago skyline loomed 30 miles to the west.
Every guest helped create a menu enjoyed by all. This is a sandcastle coffee cake complete with brown sugar sand. Keaton, the son of our hosts and local chef, put together an international dinner with pozole and Mexican street tacos.
As avid beach goers and lifelong west-coasters, the dunes themselves were not spectacular. For these mid-westerners, this is as close as you can get to a day, or a week, at the beach.
Getting home, we still need to wash the smoke from our clothes and sand from every nook and cranny but our short adventure to the Indiana Dunes will be well remembered this summer of 2018.
Thank you Lynnwood and Greg for including us. We surely are getting to love our neighbors.