|Tiles in the 4/5 station at Brooklyn Bridge|
|Big Black from Rob & Big|
|Blue Grass band at the Farmer's Market|
|Radishes for pineapple and radish slaw, to be served w/ |
Fancy Joe sammiches.
|Uh. Good luck.|
|I see where you're going here... good effort|
|Apparently my telling time lessons were ineffective.|
|"I ain't never heard a no color with |
a T, an R, a Q and a zero?!"
|Baby sout, babing suit, but never a bathing suit.|
|Diagram of a kid's house. May want to enlarge.|
I'm curious first wife lives. Basement maybe?
|So you think you're pretty good at cursive, eh?|
|pretty pots in Tribeca|
|Private Attack won the 2011 Hunt Cup|
|The welcoming committee at General Admission parking.|
This is where the kids park.
|Tailgating in the Prius|
|Zach & Paul|
|Our neighbors for the day. |
They were fist pumping from the moment we got there.
|Thank you, Wegmans for our delicious spread.|
|Obviously, we were poppin' bottles of Andre. |
That's just how we roll.
|Crab cake sammich on fluffy buns w/ pesto.|
|Oh hey there.|
|Double dutch frisbee with new friends.|
|Next time, we should bring a vase of flowers to go on our full bar.|
|Who needs a to go cup when you have a pocket?|
|En route to the race course.|
|Pre race ponies prancing in the paddock.|
|Liz, Mom and Me before the race|
|Spotted on the way out:|
Parasol, big hat, ravens jersey.
That about sums up a day at the races.