The texts and photos were flying fast and furious on Good Friday, between our friends in Michigan and our group here in Florida. For close to ten years we have all observed Good Friday as only Catholics would, with food, faith and a bit of bar hopping. Now that a few of us live in Florida, we have kept the tradition; just put a Florida spin on it. Instead of a fish fry, we were eating fish tacos. Instead of a Good Friday vigil, we attended Stations of the Cross. And, instead of starting with Bloody Marys and pitchers of beer, we enjoyed a few Margaritas and Frozen Daquaris.
We intended to bar hop a bit more around Siesta Key Village, but a tropical storm blew through and luckily we had an inside table and just ordered another drink to wait things out. We miss our big group of friends and loved seeing what they were up to via text, but are also happy to start new traditions. (To see our Good Fridays through the years, just click on the faith label below)
Happy Thursday!