YUSS. TIME TO PICK WILD ASPARAGUS IN THE AMHERST FIELDS.
Or not. Guess it wasn't in season.
We went to a butterfly conservatory,
got denied a table in a yummy restaurant for not dressing fancy enough,
climbed a mountain,
and hiked back down.
Then went to a brewery/bar called High Horse for dinner.
Oooh, that mac'n'cheese.