Bar or restaurant? When you’re unsure, it’s time to consult the golden ratio: kids at tables to grizzled old guys hunched over the bar. On a recent Saturday mid-afternoon visit to Chicken on the Run, the ratio was 6:5.
My 10-weeks pregnant wife, spurred on by Pinterest (as is often the case), wanted to send out a pregnancy announcement. That meant photographing our dog Beau wearing a T-shirt declaring him a new big brother. Because that’s awesome.