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Margies Candies - I haven't been there in 40 years. When I was a kid my grandmother used to take us there for lunch and fantastic ice cream desserts and malts. Weekends spent at grandma's house were always wonderful gastronomic delights. After school on Friday, we would take the bus alone (an adventure denied today's kids) to grandma's house in Chicagao's polish enclave. Walk with grandmaover to the grocery store to buy treats for the weekend and a (forbidden at home) tv dinner, tasteless but so wonderful. Up early Saturday to grandma's homemade crepes slathered with jelly. Take the bus downtown to visit one of the museums, the zoo, a parade, window shopping, the historical society, planetarium, so many places, so many wonderful memories. Hamburgers for lunch at Wimpy's, dinner from one of those diner's with the trays where you picked out your food from steam tables or behind little doors. Bingo at the church on Saturday night. Sunday up early to Chicago's most beautiful church, Saint Mary of the Angels, then back for lunch, pot roast or polish sausaage, with great-grandma's home-made bread, that no one ever could duplicate. Too soon, Dad would drive over and pick us up to go back home.