Baltimore \ Orioles and Friends

Growing up we were Orioles fans, since DC didn’t have their own baseball team at the time.  For my ninth birthday, my father took me to a O’s game in the old Camden Yards.  I’ll never forget the thrill of the game, the smell, the sounds, almost catching a foul ball but being thwarted by an adult a few seats down.  All this to say, I have fond memories of Baltimore.

So.  I loved adding new memories to my Baltimore memory file a few weeks ago–scavenging for books, drinking coffee curled up on a sofa while talking late into the night, paying homage to Edgar Allen Poe, enjoying a picnic lunch on Federal Hill overlooking the Inner Harbor, wandering through the Baltimore Museum of Art, driving past amazing graffiti.

Here is a glimpse into two days of scrumptious, delicious food and fun adventures with the H family in Baltimore!