While we were on the topic of planned industrial communities, we decided to drive through the Historic Pullman neighborhood. But first, it was suppertime! Jeff had noticed that a little smokeshack in southeast Chicago, called Calumet Fisheries recently won a special James Beard award for being an American Classic. It is the tiniest little white building perched on top of the 95th street bridge over the Calumet River.
This bridge has some fame for being the one that was jumped by a car while partially open in the 1980 movie called The Blues Brothers, which I have never seen.
After dinner, we drove west to the beautiful boulevard of Martin Luther King Drive, past Chicago State University Campus and down south into the Pullman Historic District. We stayed in our cars again because it was nearing evening and too chilly for walking, but it was fun to see these very old housing structures in various states of restoration, rehabilitation, paint colors and landscape designs.
Then we tried driving as near as we could to Lake Calumet, which is bordered on the north by Harborside Golf Course, on the west by the Bishop Ford Freeway and on the southwest by a landfill and on the east by various industrial yards. There is one lonely road that goes along side the east of the lake but you can get only a few glimpses of this strange harbor/lake/swamp area. When we got home I did some internet searches to find out more about this lake, which is Chicago's largest inland lake, but it is a mysterious place. Maybe someday it will be more fully accessible as a public natural space, but someday is far away for this piece of land, I think. We drove through the parking lot of the links style Harborside Golf Course which is a beautiful spot. I was asking Jeff if we were weird to get so interested in exploring these less desirable locations of Calumet Region and he said it might have something to do with being interested in things that are generally labeled worthless, used up, past their prime, or polluted beyond repair. Does resurrection hope have anything to say about the defiled Calumet waters called Lake Calumet, Calumet River, Little Calumet River, Grand Calumet River? I think maybe so.
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This is weird, but I think I saw a story on the news about this restaurant. Which is very ironic, as I hardly ever watch the news these days. I recognize the bridge. They did rave about how good the food was.
Enjoying your blog Jess!
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