Bastille Day

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You know it is bad when you get home in the afternoon and it is 81 in the house despite the fact that the AC is set to 80.

Undeterred we set out to Oak Cliff to check out Bastille Day.  It was a small festival in a nice little area with shops and what not. There was some kind of a wine deal, which we were apparently too late for, and some kind of food deal, which it seems we were too late for as well. Its all good because by the looks of it, the choices were baguette and muscles - prepared any way you can think of.  Sara still won out by borrowing someone else's wine glass to get some sweet sangria (which I am fairly sure is Spanish...).

Yes, we did know the wine-glass-lenderer.

The picture may have been better had we known her.  We don't.