
My husband’s restaurant is in Elk Grove Village, Illinois–and every time we go–we pass the two things that give the village it’s name. The Elk and the Grove. Literally. Today–after passing them for months, I’m going to take the kids over to see the Elk. You park in the parking lot–and they literally come up to the fence. I’m not sure we can feed them–not sure what they would eat anyway–so it will just be a photo op for me–and a really cool chance to see some wild life close up for the kids. I will come home-and post pictures!!
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