This blog is quickly turning into another foodie blog. But that’s just fine with me.
On Sunday there was even more celebrating for this lady’s birthday. Her place of choice was Roy’s in Baltimore (three years in a row now!). Roy’s has amazing seafood and hawaiian infused flavors. They also have a “whole snapper” dish on the menu and when you order it, you really do get a whole snapper. And it’s probably a good foot long. And everyone in the restaurant stares at you. Even the snapper. True story.
Happy Birthday Mom!
We celebrated on Friday with afternoon tea at Reynolds Tavern in Annapolis. It’s pretty much my favorite (although it’s no Ladurée). We even got a little crazy and splurged on the “Colonial High Tea,” which includes their quiche lorraine. It was like eating the most delicious breakfast meal you have ever tasted in your entire life. If you are not from Annapolis and you take a little visit there, Reynolds is a must. Just do it.
Couscous. Curry. Parsley. Cauliflower. Cucumbers. Cashews. Dried cranberries. Lemon yogurt dressing. The ultimate summer salad.
Last November I had the pleasure of photographing Rhianna LaRocque, an up-and-coming musician from the Annapolis area. On July 1st she released her second album, which you can listen to here. To learn more about Rhianna and her music, check out this article, published in the Severna Park Voice.
I hope everyone’s Independence Day was as memorable and patriotic as mine! Happy Birthday America! As expected, our nation’s capital celebrated in style with fireworks stretching from Maryland to Virginia and everywhere in between. Simply magical.
Greek deliciousness and sparkling white wine. Cava on Capitol Hill.
What a gorgeous day today. I hit up all my favorite spots on the bike trail including Reagan airport to watch the planes take off. It’s such a great feeling to fly past all the cars sitting in rush hour traffic. Also! When did all the biker babes come out of hibernation?! And runners? Where have you been living and working and hanging out? Man oh man, you make it hard to pay attention. Maybe if I crash it would be our perfect meet cute. No? Okay, I guess not.
With only one month left living in NOVA, it saddens me to think that I will no longer be within a ten mile radius of my favorite restaurant. Favorite restaurant in the whole wide world. Rustico, you feed my soul. Literally. Last night I stopped by for a burger and fries and was once again reminded why you are my favorite.
These photos are from last fall after my brother completed the Marine Corps Marathon. Boston bib salad and fig and prosciutto pizza. So many celebrations have happened at Rustico, including my own graduation lunch. I can even remember the very first time my brother introduced us years ago. Dinner was fantastic, but I was won over by a mandarin orange cheesecake dessert. I was never the same again.
Sunday, oh Sunday. Messy sheets and sunsets that linger long into the evening. And so another week begins.