Colonial Williamsburg. There was rum. There were ribs. There was my wife getting some valuable spa time. There were my kids learning to play mini-golf. And there was rum.
Well, I’m back.
Moe Lane
PS: Nasty weather this weekend, huh? Indeed, my wife reports sleet. Sounds like a perfect opportunity for dry socks – oh, so dry – and hot chicken noodle soup.
There was rum.
.
Now we know why the run is gone.
I went to CW during my term at William & Mary. Very delectible eats, I must say.