It’s a one stop tailgate party. Adult beverages were displayed on the next end-cap.
Say what you will about the South – at least you can buy wine, beer and liquor in a regular store, like civilized people!
Granddad schools B in the fine art of firing straw wrappers at the table. Thanks, dad.
Down the shore at Sea Isle.
While Yankees consider New York City to be “the city,” New Orleans is no slouch either. Mr and I took a grown ups only trip across the lake yesterday to walk around The Quarter and see an old friend of mine from college. It was hot and sweaty (and humid!!) but fun.