This afternoon Valerie and I hit the road and head north to visit my brother Mugs, his wife, and their awesome son for the long Memorial Day weekend. As much as I’m pumped to see my family, I can’t hide the fact that I’m equally excited about the food. Delaware, you understand, is above the Mason-Dixon Line. It’s a short-throw from Philly and Jersey. This means REAL bagels. REAL pizza. REAL cheese steaks.

Real heartburn?

Additionally I’ll be shooting several rolls of film as I’m sure my nephew will provide several excellent photo-ops. And if we’re anywhere near Philly, there should be plenty of neat places to photograph as well.

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