
I’ve been using Android 12 on the Pixel 3 since the first developer preview, and on the Pixel 4A 5G more recently during the latest release candidate. Android 12, which is now available on Pixel phones (3 and up), and coming to more devices later this year, is interesting because, well, it doesn’t have a bunch of those. So many homes here have bejeweled reindeer, garlands of golds and reds and sentinel nutcrackers, the few darkened homes stand out like broken teeth.The most exciting thing about a big Android update is getting to try all of the new show-stopping features that’ll change the way you’ll use your phone. The Sauganash/Edgebrook neighborhood on the Far Northwest Side is another charmer.

These days, if you prefer to spend $40 on presents for the kids, not on Christmas displays, Hillside Avenue in Elmhurst is pretty cute - one home has an Olaf doing figure-eights all night on the front lawn. (Indeed, it’s said ComEd, concerned with the amount of energy being expended during the energy crisis of the 1970s, provoked the decline of Candy Cane Lane.) Then again, Candy Cane Lanes are sort of like Homes of Rock ‘n’ Roll - everywhere has one. As if underlining this point, a PF Chang’s hovers just beyond the nativity.įor decades, in the Chicago area, from about 1943 to 1973, the gold standard of amateur drive-thru displays was Candy Cane Lane in the Dunning neighborhood - specifically along Nottingham Avenue, off Harlem, which was lined with towering candy canes for blocks, each home a massive lighting bill waiting to happen. On the other hand, it’s such an oddly antiseptic way to celebrate warmth, I was also reminded of that scene in “A Charlie Brown Christmas” when Linus and Charlie Brown visit a Christmas tree lot and the trees are cold, angular and metal. Either that or they’re waiting for Burning Man, at which Let It Shine would not look out of place. That North Shore teenagers aren’t getting stoned and driving their 2019 Jeeps through this right now - I think - speaks to the well-adjusted youth of today. You move slowly through waves of colors that nuzzle you into a stupor for 15 minutes, then you leave feeling empty and confused. But what I actually heard was, “My God, it’s full of stars,” that cryptic line from “2001: A Space Odyssey,” which is a decent reference point for Let It Shine. She was agog at the dazzlingly intricate patterns of light unfurled in thick ribbons, the pulsing snowflakes, the LED reindeers that pranced over the car as we passed through a tunnel of light.
