When your friends from Montana show up in Massachusetts (a son was getting married–happy day!), you absolutely must get in the car and join them in their touristy endeavors.
It’s a law.
So Banjo Man and I packed up the car and headed to the Cape on Monday morning. Two hours later we were at the family of the groom’s rental house in Hyannis.
See that blue sky? That’s a rare sight here in New England these days. We are still waiting for spring.
“The Kathies”, as they are affectionately known to one and all, love to party.
Nine of us went to Spanky’s, a seafood restaurant next to the dock where the ferries come and go.
I skipped the drinks and went right to the menu.
Since we’re talking about food, I’ll show you the lobster-stuffed avocado from Tuesday’s lunch at the Lobster Pot in Provincetown.
The Kathies always know the best places, even when they are 3000 miles away from their remote mountain homes.
More pics of Provincetown tomorrow. Can you believe it had changed a lot in the last 47 years, when Banjo Man and I spent a day here to celebrate our engagement?
(He remembered I wore a blue dress. I didn’t.)
Late Tuesday afternoon, stuffed with seafood and clutching bags of pastry from the Portuguese bakery, we made our way back to Rhode Island. My face hurt from smiling so much.