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Naebody in Particular

You won't find them on a shortbread tin, but our ancestors live on so long as we keep telling their stories. Scots, Yanks, Canucks and the Auld Enemy. Newest posts are the ancestors, but scroll for the living.

  • Wedding: Beacon Jumps into the Lead

    So, my parents are up in town to take advantage of the birthday present I gave my mom last November for her birthday: tickets to the Kennedy Center’s production of Copeland’s Rodeo.

    With them in town, we decided to have dinner at Local 16 (a current contender for the rehearsal dinner) which was kind of my pick for the one they would like the best. It has a great atmosphere, is a little more old-world and traditional, and it’s been open in some form or the other for nigh on a decade.

    Boy, what do I know?

    We arrived a couple of minutes before our (early) reservation to find the front doors locked. Peaked inside and people are sitting at the bar drinking, but no one at the host stand and no one seemed to be interested at me peering through the window.

    After about 15 minutes of waiting in the Starbucks next door for the restaurant to unlock its doors, we sat down and ordered some drinks and an appetizer. The drinks (mercifully) were strong and helped everyone get through the rest of the meal.

    I don’t even remember what was ordered, but whatever my mom wanted was out of stock. The waiter came back, explained the problem, and she picked something he recommended. About five minutes later, the waiter popped back out to say THAT was out of stock too.

    When the food finally DID arrive, the fish was small and flat, and the pork looked like it had been pumped with something. To make matters worse, dessert didn’t come within 35 minutes of us placing the order, and we had to flag down the waiter to cancel it.

    Now, truth be told, I love Local 16 … love the service, love the food, love the locally-grown mission. And, truth be told, they comped the ENTIRE meal. That being said, if the experience had (pardon my french) sucked even a LITTLE less, it might still be in the running for the rehersal dinner.

    I will happily take my chances with the new kid on the block (Beacon Bar & Grill), because after three meals with three different groups of people, we have absolutely zero complaints. Amen.

  • Photos: Mt. Vernon, near Alexandria, Virginia

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    It is hard to believe that I am saying this, but I’m getting bored shooting photographs in the greater metropolitan Washington, DC area. A cursory review of my work and I think it is safe to say I have shot every twig in the North and Central Districts of the Shenandoah National Park.

    Accordingly, this year I am going to try and go shooting in some places that I have overlooked in recent years, and not just rely on heading west towards Shenandoah.

    As part of this effort (a new years resolution of sorts) I went to Mount Vernon. It is #$%! pricy to get in, but nicely photogenic once you get past the ticket window. The grounds were so photogenic (and the lines to get in the house so long) that we just wandered the estate all day.

    Actually, the whole this was so photogenic that we talked about getting season passes … until it was discovered that you had to get your picture taken and laminated on the ID. No amount of money saved is worth carting another photo ID around, much less one as trivial as this.

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    Mt. Vernon, near Alexandria, Virginia
  • Photos: Tacky Light Tour, Richmond, Virginia

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    Each and every year, we make one pilgramage (at least) to the best in neighborhood Christmas light displays. To spice things up, this year we change from going to a neighborhood off Todd’s Lane in Hampton, to houses participating in the Tacky Light Tour in Richmond.

    I had no idea this existed until I watched a Christmas special about it on TLC (or A&E). I’m not sure I am ready to give up Todd’s Lane, but it was great mixing it up with new material this year.

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    Tacky Light Tour, Richmond, Virginia.
  • Photos: Yorktown National Battlefield, Virginia

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    We took Jackson on his first trip to a Revolutionary War Battlefield today, mainly as a way of keeping “the guys” occupied while “the women” hit the outlets north of town.

    Not that I recommend it as an real-life exercise, but take a couple of minutes to think about how you would explain a 200 year-old war to a 4 year-old boy. As I was talking, I realized I sounded an aweful lot like George Dubya Bush explaining the Iraq war to America (evil-doers, defeding our country, protecting our families).

    It was pretty creepy.

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    Yorktown National Battlefield, Virginia
  • Photos: National Maritime Museum, Norfolk, Virginia

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    Another something I haven’t done in over a decade, we took the whole family down to the National Maritime Museum (better known as Nauticus) in Norfolk, Virginia. It was great to spend quality time with my grandfather (whom I don’t see nearly enough of) and he docent-ed for us as we wandered around both the museum and the battleship parked out back.
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    National Maritime Museum, Norfolk, Virginia
  • Photos: Christmas Decorations, Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia


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    Originally uploaded by evancparker.

    Christmas in Williamsburg, and it’s time for the obligatory walk around the historic area (Colonial Williamsburg) looking at the Christmas decorations. For the first time since high school, though, we added the decidedly un-Colonial (but still spectacular) tree lighting on Christmas Eve.
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    Colonial Williamsburg Tree Lighting, Virginia

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    Christmas Decorations, Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia

  • Photos: Christmas Lights, Washington, DC


    Originally uploaded by evancparker.

    I have one empty weekend between Thanksgiving and New Years this holiday season, and I took the Saturday night to wander around the staples of Christmas in DC: the Capitol Christmas tree, the train display at the U.S. Botanical Garden and the ice skating rink in the National Gallery of Art’s Sculpture Garden.

    I am sure I should be out shopping, or home throwing a Christmas party, but it doesn’t look like either are going to happen this year. Perhaps it’s for the best.

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    Christmas Lights, Washington, DC

  • Wedding: What’s next?

    If you thought it was uncomfortable reading my posts about bridesmaids dresses, it gets worse: Flowers.

    I was practically a theatrical design major in undergrad, so I have a background in dresses and clothing (even if it is suppressed in the deep, dark, nether-regions of my brain that’s been reserved for NASCAR and Debbie Gibson appreciation up ’til now).

    When The Lady Sparkler was looking through Aria for bridesmaids dresses, she tripped on a series of flowers that she liked the look of. Fall colors (appropriate for that whole “October” thing) and very natural looking. No soccer-ball shaped bouquets that look like all the flowers have had the life squeezed out of them.

    The Lady Sparkler and I are both (for the most part) minimalists and traditionalist. Especially with nature, less is more, and simple is better that a veritable cacophony of color and organic matter.