Saturday was St. Patrick's Day. We don't do green beer or green underwear (Seriously, is there any other day of the year that's more embarrassing to be an American?), instead we get our green in nature. And since spring has sprung early around these parts (hooray!), we're trying to spend every moment that we can outside soaking up the sunshine, the breeze, the green, and the blooming flowers before the mosquitoes and humidity are here to stay.
So we crammed the fam into the Mazda and headed out for a walk at Potomac Overlook Regional Park in Arlington. The overlook unfortunately no longer exists (perhaps the park should be renamed You Can't Actually See the Potomac From Here Regional Park), but it's still a nice spot for a walk. It's a small park, but there are some neat features including a charging station for electric vehicles and a dog watering station.
Another weekend, another walk in the woods, another post full of photos of my dogs:
(Gravy multi-tasking: Touching his tongue to his nose while peeing on some underbrush. SKILLS!)
Despite the lack of green beer consumption, like true Americans, the pups were hungover the next day and slept in until 10:30 (which is four hours past their usual wake-up time of 6:30. Unfortunately, they are usually morning people). Never under-estimate the power of a good post-hike hangover!
Oddly enough, we've been heading east (towards the city) for our outdoor adventures lately. As a result, we've been able to stop for a late lunch afterwards, which always seems to bring us to our new favorite place: America Seafood. For years, I've been trying to find a fish market in Northern Virginia. I love seafood, but we don't eat it often enough because there are so few places to buy it. (I'm not touching the fish from our local grocery store.) When we decided to eat a vegetarian/pescetarian diet for Lent, I did some research and discovered that there was indeed a fish market right in Arlington. Eureka! We've been going to America Seafood every weekend for the past few weeks to pick up some fresh fish to cook for dinner. On Saturday, we were both hungry after our hike so we ordered a shrimp po'boy for a late lunch. As soon as we finished it we wanted another one. We might have to add shrimp po'boys to our weekend routine now:
Another weekend, another walk in the woods, another post full of photos of my dogs, ANOTHER SHRIMP PO' BOY DEVOURED.
P.S. Oh yeah, and we also stopped for ice cream. (Frozen custard, none of that fro yo shit.)