Can you believe i have never been down to Eastern Market? I know me either. Well when Papa called and asked if i wanted to go down there my first thought was, oh crap i am knee deep in projects this weekend, followed by good lord i do not want that man going down to the "D" alone. So we went down there and had brunch at the Russell Street Cafe a darling little restaurant where you sit with complete strangers and eat. I don't have to tell you that this is right up Papa's alley, fresh meat so to speak, someone he could tell a few stories too. Did i mention it is like over 90' outside? So i ask Papa if he need any fruits or vegetable (cuz i am thinking that must be why we were here) and no he didn't need anything. So i took the opportunity to take some photos and enjoy the scenery.
When it was all said and done we had a great time and i was gone just long enough for some paint to dry and i felt anxious to tackle some more sanding and stripping.