Having a serious sense of déjà vu right now as we head into Richmond around the same day and time as we did two years ago. That was our first annual family gathering in Wrightsville Beach, NC, where T's brother and sister-in-law have a lovely home. That first trip, Jack rode with T's parents, so we just had Mr. O and the blessed iPad. As we approached Richmond, hungry and in need of a break, we Yelped restaurant options and came across The Black Sheep, a well-reviewed spot just off I-95. We went and had a really terrific meal. The Black Sheep: my post about it.
This year was Ol's turn to ride with the gramps, and Jack, T and I are pulling up to The Black Sheep now! Nice!