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5/24/2011

steins and classic cars.

 This Sunday, I couldn't wait to go beer tasting with my dad in his 1938 Pontiac woodie.  He spent all Saturday getting the car ready - me, I was working, at the Paul Thek opening and having a fabulous dinner courtesy of my friend Angela (thanks Ange!).  By Sunday afternoon, the gloomy weather gave way to a great sunny day...

...the woodie, aka Splinter outside Bootleggers...
 ...table full of steins and mugs...
...the palm tree lined drive home...
 ...my dad gave me my great grandfather's stein upon our return...
 ...sunflowers to cheer me on through the busy week....

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