I love the Tabard Inn, especially in the winter. You can settle into a deep armchair or sit on one of the stiff sofas near the fire, sipping scotch or hot toddies and pretend you’re somewhere in the English countryside. The fish tacos are better than any I’ve ever had in Mexico. The National Geographic headquarters are just around the corner and if you drop by the Tabard in early January when the NG photographers are in town for their annual meeting, you could potentially bump into some legends like David Alan Harvey, Maggie Steber, William Albert Allard and Alex Webb.
I met Bryce and Boaz back in February. I’ve photographed plenty of lesbian commitment ceremonies and weddings, but thus far, I had never shot a Gay wedding. Boaz and I sort of have mirror experiences, he being born in the U.S., but grew up in Israel while I was born in Jerusalem and grew up in Syracuse. This was going to be one day where I wouldn’t need to worry about stepping on a dress. And I couldn’t wait to meet the Israeli contingent.
Thanks guys! It was a pleasure and an honor. Sidra, one more wedding together makes a trifecta!