First let me start by saying that writing this post brought to my attention that ‘drug’ (i.e. the Southern past tense of ‘drag’) is not a real word. My silly Southern roots led me to believe that drug was a proper synonym to ‘dragged.’ It is not. You are welcome, Internet. Now let’s get back to lovely images of lovely people whom I dragged around a swamp in the rain. They’ll forgive me some day.

Holy Grale is one of my favorite places. Phenomenal beer and wonderful food served by some pretty amazing people. I’m fortunate enough to also get to photograph all of these things. For your drooling pleasure, here are some images of scotch quail eggs, corn dogs, salad, and a duck confit sandwich. Also, the man who created them. You may hate the lunch you ate today now. I’ll allow it.

This couple is beyond awesome. Kathleen and Joe are both warm and engaging and completely comfortable being in love with each other. I saw it in February when I shot their engagement session, and I was reminded of it again when their wedding day came along. Also, can I say… THAT DRESS. Kathleen’s dress was insanely (to the membrane-ly) gorgeous. Holy schnikes.