For me, Illinois vs. Baylor is a real family affair

This weekend’s column from The Daily Journal (Kankakee, Ill.) and The Times (Ottawa, Ill.) …

For me, Illinois vs. Baylor is a real family affair

The WISCH LIST

Dec. 25, 2010

Come Tuesday morning, I’ll be on a plane headed to Houston – and away from the cold – to watch Illinois tangle with Baylor in Wednesday’s Texas Bowl.

As a University of Illinois alum, my allegiances aren’t torn – I’ll be wearing orange – but I suppose they probably should be.

Why?

Well, my relative founded Baylor University.

In fact, he’s Baylor, himself.

I knew nothing of this interesting fact until a couple weeks ago when my mother – who has become quite the genealogist during her retirement – informed me that BU co-founder Robert Emmett Bledsoe Baylor is my first cousin six times removed (in other words, from six generations ago).

R.E.B. Baylor was a prominent lawyer, politician and Baptist leader who was born in Lincoln County, Ky., on May 10, 1873 to Walker and Jane (Bledsoe) Baylor. (The maiden name of my mother, who hails from Colorado, is Bledsoe.)

During the American Revolution, R.E.B.’s father had been a captain of the Continental Army in the company of dragoons – i.e., mounted infantrymen – that often assisted George Washington.
And R.E.B. himself served in the War of 1812 before studying law in office of his uncle (and. I suppose, mine), Judge Jesse Bledsoe and earning election to the Kentucky legislature in 1819.

About a year later, R.E.B. moved to Tuscaloosa, Ala., where he practiced law and spent one term (1829-1831) as a representative from Alabama in the 21st Congress of the United States.

After becoming a lieutenant colonel in an 1836 war against Alabama’s Creek Indians, R.E.B. was converted in 1839 during a Baptist revival meeting held by his cousin (and mine) in Talladega, Ala. That same year, he was ordained a Baptist minister and, at the age of 46, headed west to Texas.

In the Lone Star State, R.E.B. was elected in 1841 as judge of the Third Judicial District of the Congress of the Republic of Texas and consequently became an associate justice of the Supreme Court, an office he held until the end of the republic.

He helped write Texas’ first state constitution and, along with William M. Tryon and J.G. Thomas, prepared the petition that led to the 1845 establishment of Baylor University in Waco. R.E.B. is believed to have donated the first $1,000 to the school, which, with nearly 15,000 students, is the largest private Baptist college in the country today.

On Dec. 30, 1871, R.E.B. died in Washington County, Texas. He never married and had no children, but he did leave behind a university – and 139 years later has given me something to say to Baylor fans this week besides, “How ’bout them Cowboys?”

Messin’ with Texas

It was an abbreviated Christmas for the Fighting Illini football team, as it departed Saturday for the Texas Bowl. As of last count, only about 5,000 Illini fans had bought tickets to follow them later this week.

Blame the small following on sky-high airfare prices and dampened enthusiasm due to Illini losses in three of the last four games.

Ron Zook said last week that his players enjoy a hostile environment, and at Reliant Stadium – which seats 71,500 – they’re going to find one. The game is expected to be a near sell-out with upwards of 60,000 Baylor Bears fans packing the stands.

Interestingly, the Texas Bowl marks the third consecutive bowl game – including the 2008 Rose Bowl vs. USC and 2002 Sugar Bowl vs. LSU – in which Illinois will have squared off against a hostile home-state opponent.

Perhaps next year, Illini can host Florida or somebody in bowl game at Wrigley Field.

That set-up worked out pretty well last month.

Diving in at Great Lake Pizza, the nation’s ‘best’

Today’s column from The Daily Journal (Kankakee, Ill.) and The Times (Ottawa, Ill.)

Diving in at Great Lake Pizza, the nation’s ‘best’

The WISCH LIST

Dec. 18, 2010

You’ve heard of Lou Malnati’s. You know Gino’s East. And you’re no doubt aware of Pizzeria Uno, Pizzeria Due, Giordano’s and the rest of Chicago’s famous pizza parlors.

But there’s a good chance that you’ve never even heard of – and an even better chance you haven’t visited – the pizzeria that might be the city’s very best.

And also its smallest.

Tucked inside a tiny storefront-turned-dining-room-and-kitchen, all in one, on the North Side of Chicago in Andersonville, sits Great Lake Pizza (1477 W. Balmoral Avenue). In May 2009, the hip-but-sleepy pizzeria went nuclear among foodies in the Windy City when GQ food writer Alan Richman named Great Lake’s mortadella sausage pie the best pizza in the United States.

Considering Richman’s declaration came after a journey of 20,000 miles, 109 pizzerias and 386 different pies, all in search of the perfect one, it’s probably safe to say that he knows his stuff.

And his stuffed.

Great Lake Pizza, however, goes against the grain of what’s considered Chicago-style pizza – it’s thin-crust, not deep-dish. But it is extremely delicious.

But we’ll get to all that. First, let me tell you a little more about Great Lake itself.

Founded by Chicagoans Nick Lessins and Lydia Esparza, Great Lake was never intended to be a pizza lover’s Mecca. The shop features just three tables capable of seating 14 (if you really squeeze them in), is open only four days a week (5 p.m. to 9 p.m., Wednesday-Thursday; 4 p.m.-9 p.m., Friday-Saturday), takes no reservations and makes no deliveries (it does, however, offer carry-out).

Every pizza at Great Lake is painstakingly handmade by Lessins, so much so that Richman wrote in GQ: “No man is slower. In the time he takes to create a pie, civilizations could rise and fall, not just crusts.”

Because of its limitations, the GQ stamp of approval has been a mixed blessing for Great Lake. After the magazine review the restaurant became mobbed, with lines often stretching down the block and waits lasting two hours.

“It’s nice that we got recognized for doing something we feel is good,” Lessins told the New York Times back in January. “The problem is GQ deals on a whole other scale than what our business is capable of handling. Everyone forgot we were this small operation and couldn’t serve everyone.

We never intended to serve mass quantities and have our product available 24 hours a day, seven days a week …

“We’ve had a few people get pretty flustered — ‘What do you mean we can’t be seated? We have to wait a couple of hours?’ Like somehow we’ve violated their human rights. Why is it a crime that we’re not open seven days and we’re not seating 100 people?”

It isn’t. Although, never getting a chance to sample Great Lake’s pie might be. Now, is it the absolute best pizza in the country? I have no idea. But it is darn good.

A week ago Friday, I ventured up to Great Lake about 5:30 p.m. and was thankfully able to snare a table without a problem. On this evening, the famed mortadella Italian sausage was not available – you can check out Great Lake’s rotating menu at http://chicago.menupages.com – so I instead ordered a pie featuring homemade fresh mozzarella, mona cheese, fresh herb and the regular Italian sausage.

It was no less great. The bready crust was crispy and thin – but not skinny. The combination of the cheeses, herb and rich sausage was positively heavenly. And the pizza just tasted more original than any I’ve had in the city.

It even passed the ultimate test.

It tasted just as good the next day. Cold.

Riding the CTA? It’s one ‘L’ of a time

Today’s column from The Daily Journal (Kankakee, Ill.) and The Times (Ottawa, Ill.)

Riding the CTA? It’s one ‘L’ of a time

The WISCH LIST

Dec. 11, 2010

From what’s stuffed in your stocking to what’s wrapped inside those gifts beneath your tree to what’s sticking out of that fruitcake – no, really, what is this? – the holidays are just full of surprises.

And, in Chicago, few of them are more cheerful than when you’re standing, toes trembling and teeth chattering, on a wind-whipped “L” platform and the CTA Holiday Train pulls into the station in all its festive glory.

For the past 19 years, the Chicago Transit Authority has decked out the interiors of a six-car “L” train in thousands of multicolored lights, bows and garland, wrapped its hand poles like candy canes and perched Santa and his sleigh on an open-air flat car in the middle.

The purpose of the Holiday Train is to spread cheer to the needy (last weekend it delivered about 300 food baskets donated and assembled by CTA employees to 16 groups throughout Chicago) and to the needy (grumpy Chicago commuters who could use a grin).

The Holiday Train does both well and is one of Chicago’s more enjoyable wintertime quirks. But, to be honest, I’ve never needed “L” cars bedazzled in peppermint to entertain me. The trains – and their oh-so-colorful riders – are plenty amusing on their own.

These days, I don’t work downtown, so I don’t ride the train on a daily basis any longer. But sometimes I’ll jump on the Red Line just for the “L” of it, because if you’ve never taken the train through Chicago before, you’ve missed something. It’s definitely the most unique – and, perhaps, the most interesting – way to see the city.

Each time I step onto a train platform it’s like wandering beneath the Big Top at Ringling Bros. Call it the CTA – the Carnival Transit Authority – and you can forget P.T. Barnum, because it is the greatest show on Earth.

The only thing missing is a lion tamer wearing leopard skins. And, for all I know, one of those is roaming the rails somewhere.

Since moving to Chicago, I’ve taken countless train trips and have seen some pretty silly stuff, particularly after dark. The silliest of all might have been a guy who carried on a prolonged and passionate conversation with his hair pick while seated on the Red Line.

Yes, his hair pick.

The man’s taste in shampoo may have been a point of contention. It really was hard to tell.

Once, one of my friends had a guy try to sell him a doorknob while the two of them were riding in an otherwise empty train car. A few years ago, I watched with amusement as a man did an impressive impersonation of a dancing orangutan – or was it a chimpanzee? – on a train platform downtown. And on a late-night train trip northbound during the summer, I once witnessed a whole water cooler’s worth of conversation material in less than half an hour.

There was a girl in a tank top with huge angel wings painted on her shoulder blades for some reason. There was a woman fast asleep in a seat with an elaborate Indian headdress perched atop her head. And there was a friendly-but-kind-of-creepy guy who leaned in over my shoulder and engaged me in a rambling dialogue about his upcoming high school reunion.

His eleven-year high school reunion.

(Hey, you got me.)

So, while the Holiday Train – which runs on various CTA lines through Dec. 22 (check www.transitchicago.com for schedules) – is a holiday treat, the “L” is also the gift that keeps on giving all year long.

Just make sure to wash your hands upon exiting.

’Tis the season to visit Chicago

Today’s column from the Kankakee Daily Journal and The (Ottawa, Ill.) Times

‘Tis the season to visit Chicago

The WISCH LIST

Dec. 4, 2010

Besides summertime, there’s no better time in Chicago than Christmastime.

Michigan Avenue is awash in lights. The animated windows at Marshall Field’s, er … Macy’s (grumble) are stopping passersby in their tracks along State Street. And sugarplums – or, perhaps, sweet backroom deals – are dancing in Mayor Daley’s head.

With so much holiday cheer going on in the city this month, I thought I’d gift to you some ways to enjoy it yourself. I think it’s OK if we unwrap them early.

Sharpen your skates

Some day, the Cubs hope to build their long-rumored “Triangle Building” along Clark Street outside Wrigley Field. Until then, though, they seem fit to set up an offseason skating rink in its place.

“The Rink at Wrigley” – which debuted last year – held its 2010 Grand Opening ceremony this morning and will remain open through Feb. 28, with rates running at $5 per adult and $3 per child, Monday through Thursday, and $10 per adult and $6 per child, Friday through Sunday. Skate rentals are available for an additional fee. For hours of operation, visit www.rinkatwrigley.com.

Also know that Wrigley isn’t the only place in the city offering a unique skating experience this winter. On Jan. 1, the John Hancock Observatory will open its own rink, dubbed “Skating in the Sky,” in the tower’s 94th floor.

Made of synthetic ice and offering the best views of Chicago (far superior to Willis Tower) from more than 1,000 feet in the air, the indoor rink is the highest in the world, according to the Observatory. Hours run daily from 9 a.m. to 11 p.m. with 25-minute skating sessions costing $5 and skate rentals $1. For more information, visit www.hancockobservatory.com.

Carol at Moody Church

Built in 1925, Moody Church (1630 N. Clark St.) – named for famed Chicago evangelist D.L. Moody – is one of the most beautiful in the city. And at 6 p.m. on Sunday, Dec. 12, the cathedral will open its doors for its 39th annual Christmas Festival, featuring a variety of classic hymns and seasonal carols.

Doors for the event open at 5:15 p.m. and no tickets are required. Free parking is available at the Moody Bible Institute garage, located at the northwest corner of Wells and Institute streets. Complimentary shuttle service between the garage and the church will also be available before and after the concert, beginning at 5 p.m.

Visit Christkindlmarket

In 1545, Nuremburg, Germany, held its first Christkindlesmarkt. Five hundred and 51 years later, Chicago tweaked the spelling a tad and set up its own.

In 1996, Christkindlmarket – Chicago’s largest open-air Christmas festival – made its debut on Pioneer Court. The next year, the event moved to Daley Plaza and has been one the city’s most popular holiday staples ever since.

Running semi-daily through Dec. 24 – check www.christkindlmarket.com for exact dates and times – the German-style festival features European holiday traditions, musical performances and a wide array of vendors hawking handmade ornaments and other wares.

Ring in 2011 at Navy Pier

It’s never too early to make your New Year’s plans. And there’s no better place to celebrate New Year’s – literally early – than Navy Pier.

On Dec. 31, Navy Pier’s Winter WonderFest features a variety of interactive shows and a celebratory alternative for those kids – and perhaps parents – who can’t stay awake until midnight by launching a New Year’s countdown at 8:15 p.m. sharp. (Your kids will never know it wasn’t midnight, if you don’t tell them.)

At 11:59 p.m., Navy Pier will then hold another countdown – complete with fireworks and music – for you 2011 sticklers.