I’m not sure whether to call this a lane or an alley. We stopped by the Distillery District after church Sunday before last. I wanted to check out Sunday in the District.
I wanted a sandwich.
I wanted a sandwich from the Brick Street Bakery.
And a cookie.
Yeah. A chocolate chip cookie in the Toll House® tradition. Only bigger.
We got monster sandwiches on organic bread, cookies, and a bottle of S. Pellegrino, and took our picnic booty out in the cobbled square. There’s nothing like sharing your table and summer view with a sparrow in the District on a Sunday.
We did some walking about in the lanes that call the Distillery District their home before zipping back to Burbville.
And Monday skitters in cool and perfect for scrubbing floors.