Idle Speed Now, pt. 2 - Nonquitt, MA

... meanwhile, back on the northeastern seaboard, we touched down at Boston Logan and made our way through the rain and the traffic to Nonquitt. "It's not a town. It's a neighborhood." The driver was insistent about this. And turns out he was right. It is a neighborhood, or rather an enclave, set just outside of New Bedford, the Whaling City, along the south coast of Massachusetts.

The rain had subsided by the time we arrived. Our host, the groom, met us on the road and took us to our weekend house and lo, it had been struck by lightning just that afternoon. Hole in the roof and water dripping in and it smelled like a dwindling campfire. An ominous sign, no doubt, which turned out to be the last hiccup of what would ultimately be a perfect celebratory weekend. To F&B, all the best...

official cocktail of the evening, the Southside.

front of the house...

... towards Buzzards Bay.

picnic at The Casino

never seen a better climbin' tree