In this issue of PaidinSunshine 'n Friends, guest blogger Karen shares some of her pre-Jackson Brown weekend adventures in Cherry Hill, including her very first visit to the Cheesecake Factory. Upon our public urging, they tried (and made good work of) the new red velvet cheesecake variety, mentioned in depth last week. You may remember that tres hip K-dawg made red velvet cupcakes for an undeserving 4th of July block party and is the creator of Ben's favorite food ever (save, maybe, for cinnamon-raisin Ezekiel toast with peanut butter), her lemony cheesecake. It's a match made in dessert heaven.
I'll add my own caption here, since these photos arrived sans narration, and say that J looks smashing in his shirt, which I can claim with confidence because both Ben and I have the exact model from J Crew of summers yore. Nom nom cheesecake!
Dig in, folks! It's only going downhill, Jackson Brown in Camden-style, from here.
Running on empty...
Frankly, I am only including this final picture, which depicts the latest problem with my mom's blasted lemon trees, because it proves two points: 1) that J's penchant for disgusting nature photography (and his related need to share said photography) is contagious, and 2) that the Berger's shed manages to sneak it's way into yet another Webster Court shot.
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