We found that Hawaiian fusion restaurant with the bridges and the water running underneath them inside of this non-descript building somewhere on Michigan Avenue I think, but I’m not sure. I have to admit the food wasn’t all that great but I would of paid twice the amount for the atmosphere alone. I thought I was in some dark Honolulu restaurant somewhere. It was warm and quiet inside and we sat close together and talked about the future as though we were sure it would be a good one. That may have been when we talked about going to Hawaii for real, but we could barely afford lunch and train fare. The ancients have urged us to look for contentment in our own situations if possible and maybe that is when we decided contentment was far less expensive.