Everybody eats, everybody eats ...

My love of taking pictures of food is spreading.
The breakfast is Scott's. The pile of crab shells belongs to the Dougherty's.
I must say that I didn't know that it was possible to love them more -- but I do.

Okapi editor!

R!

Erickeets camera phone takes pretty good shots

I wanted these soooo much

But it would have been a shame to separate them and I could only afford one.

Meanwhile, at the Greek Festival.

You can't hear what they're saying because I don't know how to post video. But what they're saying is "Lamb! Lamb! Baaaaaaaaa!"

Stacy cuts a rug

Look at him go! Erickeet took these pictures.

A lot of waiting around

A big part of the Blackbeard Festival tradition is waiting around on the banks of the Hampton Creek, watching a ludicrously poorly staged naval battle narrated by a guy who's been drinking all weekend, until they actual make some noise with the cannons, fight a little, and then hoist up a giant papier mache Blackbeard head.
That achieved, we head over to a park downtown to buy a bunch of crap we don't need and shell out $6 a pop for lemonade for the kids and beer for the grownups. Really, I love this festival!
The ship with the collection of flags is the Kalmar Nyckel (http://www.kalmarnyckel.org/). We didn't have the energy to wait in line to see it. The baby with the bandanna got his plastic sword from us. He loved it.

Behold the pirate queen

Heather, in all her glory, at the Blackbeard Festival