My husband and I rarely go to the same place twice. Being new to the area and quite enjoying the local cuisine-sampling, we found this little gem hidden in a quirky neighborhood. There's no dining area, you just pull up, order at the window, pay in cash (that's the only way you CAN pay, here) and wait for your food. We come here and stand outside, typically in the rain or under an umbrella, huddled close. We get the same thing every time. I like the routine, I like the mental association of Crazy Eric's and being in love. There's romance in weird places. We drove back to the Oyster Bay and ate our food while watching Family Fued, waiting for housing, waiting for our lives to begin in Washington.
The best fish sandwich in Bremerton
by Taylor Williams November. 26, 2016 267 views
I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire.
Amateur down to the fucking roots of my being. Not just in photography; oh no - I have mastered amateur-ism in every aspect of life and adulthood. Basically and expert at mediocrity. Skilled mediocrite(?)