Now that the madness of the Fourth is behind us, the next Philly summer event I’m looking forward to is Diner en Blanc. I’ve noticed it’s been getting a ton of buzz this year, whereas last year I felt like I just stumbled upon it by a stroke of luck. If you’re not familiar with the event, check out my recap and photos of last year’s inaugural Philly soiree on Town Dish.
When last year’s Diner en Blanc took place, I had just bought my first DSLR and was prepping to go to Iceland. We hadn’t yet moved to the city, but had just signed a lease on our current apartment. We were gearing up for a massive amount of change, yet still took time to enjoy the surprise location of the classiest pop up picnic in the world. I was bummed that we had to skip out on the after party last year to get drive back to the suburbs and go to work the next day, but I’ll make a valiant attempt to make it to the after party this year! I’m amazed and so grateful for how much my life has changed in the past year.
Now that I live in Philly and have some of the essentials locked down (table, chairs, linens, etc), I’ll be able to focus more on enjoying the event, finding (or making!) my all-white outfit, and dreaming up an amazing late summer picnic menu.
This Weekend Pairing is brought to you by my wanderlust. In honor of our travels (to Baltimore for a wedding, and then onto San Francisco for a fun anniversary trip) this week, enjoy the following. I love the second one especially.
Last summer, we were away six weekends in a row. This past spring, I decided that I would not repeat that again this year.
So far I have failed.
I feel like summer should be lazy, relaxing, reflective.
But there’s just so much going on. So much lazing, relaxing, and reflection to cram into a few short months. Family to visit. Friends to love. People close to us celebrating major life events. I wouldn’t miss celebrating and spending time with them for the world.
So, until the day when all the people I love all live in the same place I do, summer will probably be like this.
My original plans for Day 8 were dashed to bits after agreeing to an impromptu trip to Philadelphia to collect an accordion. So I took a picture instead. I like this one better than the previous ones I’ve posted. Thank you, Android Fx Camera.
The distinct smell of eau de summer city (trash, urine, etc) was in the air. It was still in the mid-90s at 8 p.m.
I’m home now. It’s still sweltering. I might break down and turn on our air conditioners tomorrow.
Just look at this tree! This is looking out of one of our bedroom windows. This is what I saw when sitting at the desk a couple weeks ago. Since then, the blooms have blown off in the wind. The front yard was carpeted with them.
A few nights ago, we broke out the grill. We made hamburgers from the farm, and drank wine from Brookmere, right down the road from the farm. The grilling process was a little shaky, but we’ll figure out our system.
Today, I planted a dahlia bulb and zinnia seeds in containers on the balcony. I also assembled this little lovely.
Even Pablo Honey is pleased with the summery weather. Please excuse the view from our kitchen window. We live next door to a student rental. P. Honey Cat doesn’t seem to mind, though.
I didn’t think she would turn into a window cat. When we first got her, she was super skittish and afraid of all of the outdoor noises.