I'll Happily Drive Six Hours For This Kind of Dinner Experience

As soon as our cherry and orange slice-topped brandy old fashioneds were plunked down in front of us on coasters that resembled mini carpets, I knew the six-hour drive from Chicago had been worth it. We went to Hayward, Wisc., for the skiing, but we stayed for the supper club. The tradition of doing the American Birkebeiner (a 55K cross-country ski marathon) is one my boyfriend has upheld for eight years. The other tradition? A...