It’s Rarely Sunny in Upstate NY


Today we had sunshine!  It was great!

The fella and I took advantage of the sunshine for a little drive upstate to Rochester.  You’re probably wondering why on Earth anyone would go to Rochester, right?  It was actually a lot more fun than I thought!

We started with a scenic drive along Cayuga Lake:

Once in Rochester went to the George Eastman House, International Museum of Photography and Film:

For some reason I thought the bathroom was super cool….

And what good food blogger wouldn’t take pictures of fake cookies in the study…

Once we had seen the extent of the museum and house, we walked around outside and had a mini photoshoot:

While I’m a fashionista apparently my photographer doesn’t have too much of a steady hand…

I still applaud his efforts!

By this time, I was ready to gnaw my arm off.  The fella had a hankering for BBQ, thus…

Apparently it’s an Upstate NY institution?

What does a non-meat eater get at a BBQ joint?  Fried Green Tomatoes and a Smoked Veggie Sandwich!  Unfortunately I was so hungry I forgot to take a picture of the deliciousness!  Trust me, it was deeeelissh!!

After lunch/dinner (dunch?) we headed to the shores of Lake Ontario!

I hate the beach…

But we had a lovely time!

Blurry pictures and all!

Now we’re back! I better hurry up and hit Publish because the fella has been dying to watch New Moon all day! :p

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15 thoughts on “It’s Rarely Sunny in Upstate NY

  1. Jenn (www.j3nn.net) says:

    Beautiful day yesterday, wasn’t it? Looks like fun! Love the pics. Dustin takes blurry pics, too! LOL What’s up with men + cameras?

    Would you believe I’ve never been anywhere in western NY? lol I’ve been concentrated to my Hudson Valley/Catskills area WAY too much of my life.

    Jenn

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