Saturday I drove into Detroit. Not Greater Detroit Metropolitan Area. Detroit, Detroit. It was a special occasion, and owing to circumstances out of my control I did not have my camera with me. Sometimes I wonder if some social occasions are best to savor without pictures; like a fine meal the memories of the experience fade into a vague happy mush. Still, I would have liked to throw my hat into the ring. I know a lot of talent has spent its time in the D, and maybe I don’t have anything to offer. But I feel up to the challenge.
The trip did yield a happy prize: St. Julian brandy. A full review will come eventually.