Dirty Dungarees Dry Cleaning Laundry Pub
My six word Saturday
High Street, Columbus Ohio
Three photos-variations on Fruit- pastries, a bowlful and a single red apple.
Mark brought a pastry box filled with “fruits” from Mozart’s Austrian Cafe down on High Street in Columbus. The peach had marzipan inside. I checked out their menu and plan to get a piece of apple strudel before I return to Pittsburgh. Their dessert descriptions are enticing. You can eat in their restaurant, too. Piano bar.
Gluten free Tortes available
A traditional Hungarian torte, the Esterhazy is made from individually baked layers of flourless almond meringue filled with a rum-infused almond buttercream, and decorated with a distinct chocolate striped pattern. 7″, $35, Decorated $40
And at Mark and Erika’s home, on the same kitchen counter as the pastries sat a large wooden bowl filled with fresh fruit.
I chose one to wash and cut up into slices.
We sat down to lunch at North Star on High Street in Short North.
Construction was happening all around.
Charlie couldn’t take his eyes off the giant crane as he nibbled on his quesadilla.
Later when we headed back to Laura’s, he saw a cement mixture going round and round.
Mighty Machines The Canadian Public Television program is one of his favorites to watch but Tuesday he had a front row seat and didn’t need a TV.
Sunday afternoon. We’re doing family things. Gathered together for lunch.
We had just left the Northstar Cafe on High Street and instead of turning to get on the Interstate, Erika drove north on High Street which was definitely the scenic route.
I enjoy being the passenger and thought there might be something interesting to photograph on the way home. Stopping and dilly dallying was not an option with four kids in the back of the van and the high temp outside. (Stef, I was like Quick Draw McGraw)
More like snapshot time and a slice of the scene around Columbus.
Everything a bit tinted by the van windows shading. Makes the photo quality poor and a bit retro.
Two out of the three Erika called!
I was too busy looking to see.
This is not my usual method of photographing for the blog, subjects and scenes usually just present themselves and I don’t go out to hunt for material.
Remember Erika found the men painting the water tower almost a week ago.
The pickups stopped at the intersection were first. I shot right through the glass window. The GoodGuys Rod and Custom Association Car show was this weekend in Columbus at the Expo Center.
Then she said “Look at the pig.”
I’d gotten the local Dairy Queen before and I know PIERCE Cleaners was a subject for signage at night time once on the blog. One of my followers and longtime friend Mary Corbett used to say this exact message on the sign at the cleaners.
Pig and another American flag.
I couldn’t be the mother-of-the-bride AND the wedding photographer last November and their photographer did a fine job but I wanted to photograph the bride and groom myself.
Laura and James agreed to let me shoot some “wedding” pictures on another occasion. Not exactly a Trash the Dress shoot. James knew some good spots to go to in the city. When he asked me I said I wanted the mood to be urban sophisticated.
Turns out it is almost 6 months later. It was not stressful or pressured and we had a relaxing time together. Even returned to the field as the sun started to set to get a different light, something not possible on a wedding day when everyone at the reception is waiting for the bridal party.
Costco white roses for 16.99 with some white floral tape and ribbon and a floral pin from JoAnn’s another ten dollars but the flowers added to the shoot. I had a boutonnière for James and promptly cut the flower head right off as I tried to pin it into his lapel. So much for props..
People called Congratulations and honked their horns, cheered them on and told them they looked nice. Laura said if you want to feel good about yourself, put on a wedding gown and walk down the city street. I asked them what was the best part about being married. And I asked them what is the worst part of being married. Their answers were forthright, frank and touched my heart.
Afterwards we ate at Giorgio’s in Clintonville. They changed before we went.