Brunch Brunch Munch.

Festival season has begun once more in Richmond!

I do love their skyline edit.

But of course.

 Saturday:  

 
 

So no need to be cooking breakfast then!
NB: Grape leaves: there'll be no such talk of Vines.

 It was darn hot out. We walked around the agora, drank some lemonada & then found
the shadiest spot in which to sit, eat & watch the dancing - from little 'uns up to teenagers.

1. Hold hands. Form a horsehoe.
2. Walk around. Occasionally nod to the floor, or hop.

The variety of costumes for each of the different age groups was fun to take in!

Sunday:  

No need to make breakfast with this festival also happening right outside on our doorstep!
Four blocks worth from Adams (by the Rep) down to Monroe & utterly crammed with stalls.

It took two circuits before any of us - myself, Katie or Natalie - 

could so much as start to form a choice.

Spicy shrimp & grits (the best grits I've eaten yet)
from Mansionfive-26.

And oozy gooey nutella wonton goodness..
The line at this stall one almost equalled that of the oyster fans.

 Starr Hill Pale Ale - = - Jack (hop) ?? - Center of the Universe -Roanoke Switch Monkey