A wine tasting buzz can easily be enhanced with amazing company and an over-the-top picnic spread but may diminish instantaneously when the Newfoundland background band pulls out the pan flute.
Behold, the power of the Aebelskiver. Passed down for generations, Greg was able to show Meg how the Danish really do breakfast (with moderate debate...)
Snow Lake is a little slice of heaven just 50 miles east of Seattle near Alpental ski area. Our day was a bit chilly for swimming however the vistas, comparable only to afternoons filled with rainbows and unicorns, were utterly majestic.
Oh to be a mere 36 and have everyone you know agree to spirit gum fabulous, fake, facial hair to their upper lips. We really are living the dream here in Seattle.
Such fun for midwest famlies to collide. Honestly though, who wouldn't get along with a little whiskey slush in them??? Collaborative dinner was delish...then off to the Seattle Mariners game we went.
Who in their right mind eats oysters when it is over 100 degree F outside? Perhaps those who also think that photos of people eating oysters are attractive? Holy hanging planters...the killer flowers in the Pike Market are simply amazing.
Who doesn't love a good family wedding? On such a warm summer day, Meg gracefully bee-lines past the bride & groom for a glass of wine. Cheers to your nuptials.