Martin and I have this weird penchant for vacationing in cold destinations during inevitably inclement times of year. Winter break in the Pacific Northwest is a prime example, and this past week, we took some time off to journey to New Hampshire and Boston. Luckily, a (relatively) early spring had come to the East Coast just in time for Martin’s cousin’s wedding and for our subsequent adventure eating our way through Boston’s North End (more on that later). And so we were off!
Big white fluffy clouds… like whipping egg whites for souffle
Martin
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