When Mr. Baseball Fan was first planning this trip, he casually commented that I probably wasn’t interested in going to Columbus, and I might or might not have shrieked, “THERE’S A HUGE CHIHULY EXHIBIT IN COLUMBUS AND YOU CAN’T KEEP ME FROM GOING!”
Ahem. I’ve been a big fan of Dale Chihuly’s astonishing glass work ever since we went to his gallery in Seattle a few years ago (L.A. Angels annihilated the Mariners 10 -3, but the younger kid’s exuberant dancing got the whole family on the JumboTron), and I’m always on the lookout for more of it. So I was more than a little excited to go to the Franklin Park Conservatory.
But before that, we headed over to German Village for lunch at a traditional German restaurant, Schmidt’s. My online searching described the area as a charming, original neighborhood, with close-built houses. They weren’t kidding. The houses were packed in with scant feet between many of them, and I saw few garages.