Let's reminisce though on what happened this weekend so we can get ourselves excited for what's to come in just 4 short days. (That's me tricking myself into thinking the week will fly by.)
There was puppy playtime on the beach.
Then there was Prosecco (I drank it to quickly to take a photo. Oh, you're not supposed to chug Prosecoo? Oops, my bad.)
Followed by some oyster tasting. Ah love. I love oysters over and over again. And these ones were dished up from Mare in Boston's North End. I applaud them. Thank you. Now please deliver to our sleepy beach town asap!
|6 on the left are Little Pleasant Bay, 6 on the right are Island Creek|
And then after-dinner cappuccino. Because 1. we are old, 2. we needed to pretend we were in Italy and 3. to give us a couple more hours in the day.