We started Saturday morning with breakfast at the Eastern Market. Located in the heart of the historic Capitol Hill neighborhood, Eastern Market is DC's destination for fresh food, handmade arts and crafts, and community events.
Of course you can find everything from fresh produce like that tomato on the floor to meat, seafood, flowers and plants. As much as I would love to have one of those eclairs for breakfast my husband knows I need what I call "real food".
Aren't these chairs beautiful.
I would love to see the completed projects made with this wool.
Sooo cute!
I want this cash register.
Before we left for DC I was on the search for a place that made crepes. And sure enough at the market was Crepes at the Market. This is a two man operation with the honor system of paying and taking your own change.
You can't beat good eats at a market in the spring. This was just what I needed.
Although we have been to the museum before I wanted to see the live butterfly exhibit.
The enclosed exhibit gives you a up close look at a variety of living butterflies from all over the world. As we made our way to the National World War II Memorial I couldn't help but remember being there during the dedication in 2004. Gary, my son, Casey and I escorted my Mom and Dad to the event on that Memorial Day weekend.
My Dad served has a member of Company D, 106th Infantry regiment, 27th division in the Pacific Theater March 1941 to September 1945. He received the Bronze Star, American Defense Medal, Asiatic-Pacific Service Medal with 3 Battle Stars and Invasion Arrowhead Good Conduct Medal, WWII Victory Medal, Combat Infantryman Badge and New York State Conspicuous Cross.
Long overdue the dedication paid tribute to the service and sacrifice of America's World War II generation. The Tribute to a Generation events included wartime reminiscences, reunions, big band and swing music, WWII memorabilia and equipment displays, a religious service, military ceremonial units, and educational opportunities for all ages. Like a number of soldiers my father did not talk much about his experience after the war. But this event allowed him to open up and was interviewed by the Library of Congress. We are fortunate to have a copy of the interview.
Since the dedication a new information building about the memorial has been built with it an opportunity to register or view information about the service men who have served.
And look what I found...my Dad. I'm so proud.
If you would like to register a family member who has served in WWII go to National WWII registry.
This picture was taken on an early morning with no one around the silence was chilling.
This place always brings tears to my eyes.
The next morning we headed for the subway to Georgetown and the flea market.
Washington DC has the best and cleanest subway system we have ever been on.
Georgetown is a vibrant community with upscale shops, bars and restaurants along its cobblestone streets. Many of the homes along the tree-lined streets are 200 year-old restored row houses with beautiful gardens.
But the place I wanted to go to was Georgetown Cupcakes. Yes...the TV show DC cupcakes is filmed here.
If I won the lottery I would open a cupcake shop. Just to be able to make all those flavored cupcakes and bring joy though out cupcake land. I mean seriously who wouldn't want to buy Honey Banana, Key Lime, Lava Fudge, Red Velvet and Toffee Crunch. If you don't believe me look at the line of people to buy cupcakes.
Now granted my husband would do anything for me but to stand in a 2 hour long line for a cupcake was asking a lot.
After a stop at the National Portrait Gallery we were done for the day.
The last day in DC we decided to visit our favorite museum Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum.
I love airplanes but I will never understand how they stay in the air.
Amelia Earhart has always been my number one choice to have dinner with living and dead. Yes, I am old enough to remember the launch of Mercury and Gemini.
It's been a feet burning, spiritual, thought provoking, sentimental, educational and enjoyable getaway.Back home to a very busy growing year.