One of my adult children, who lives about 20 minutes away, recently gave me a sparkly blue gift bag with pink tissue paper peeking from the top. “What’s this?” I said, since it wasn’t my birthday or any other gift-worthy occasion. “It’s just a little something,” she said with a smile. We both laughed as […] Why I still miss Dominick’s is from Evanston RoundTable, Evanston's most trusted source for unbiased, in-depth journalism.