Parents who moved to Connecticut. Sister and brother-in-law two hours away in Madison. A legendary supper club tucked away on a quiet lake. A Friday night when we’re all free and in the same state. Those stars aligning equaled a four hour drive through a hail storm just to have dinner. My mother happens to be quite the supper club connoisseur.  If you’re not familiar with supper clubs think relish trays, prime rib and potatoes, a brandy old-fashioned, and ice cream drinks.  Stepping into a supper club is a bit like stepping back into time but unfortunately Frank Sinatra isn’t serenading you while you glance over the menu. A few years ago, we promised to take my mom to Ishnala in the Wisconsin Dells as a gift for Mother’s Day.  The supper club is tucked away down a winding, wooded road and situated on a quiet lake.  You really feel like you’re stepping into a remote forest when in reality you’re only 5 minutes from water parks and an outlet mall. I’m not joking when I say that …