This week, we finally paid downtown’s newest upscale eatery, the Edison, a visit. It was a gorgeous early spring evening, and we asked for a sun splashed table on the deck
Summer concluded with a family vacation to Washington, DC. The kids were exited about the hotel pool. Becky could not wait to see historic landmarks. I was giddy with the prospect of eating my way thought our nation’s capital.
One of the perils of a mid-June wedding is having your anniversary fall on the same day as Father’s Day. After worshiping at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church
While baking a cake last week Miss Julia moved a chair against the counter, hopped onto it, looked me in the eye, and calmly told me she wanted to visit the sea turtles
I ambled up the gangplank of Fulton’s Crab House with my arms full of bags from our shopping expedition in Downtown Disney
Driving to drop Becky’s car off for an oil change I noticed a restaurant, the Fisherman’s Wife, tucked into a small strip mall on Mahan Drive
I made a detour on my way back from Jacksonville to pick up a bike Becky bought from a friend, and soon found myself in Nassau County. Pulling into her daddy’s yard I waited for her Uncle Mike
There are a couple of things I really miss about living in England. Oddly flavored crisps, hand-pulled pints, and proper fish and chips are towards the top of the list.
Rolling into Clewiston, Florida the first order of business was to find the hotel and dump my bag into the room. At the desk I asked the clerk if she had any restaurant suggestions.