It’s hard to get photos from the beer garden.
I’ve lived in Frelard, that liminal space between Fremont and Ballard, long enough to remember when Fremont was cool and Ballard was home to dive bars for fishermen. I frequent the Ballard Library and their Sunday Market as often as I visit the library and Sunday Market in Fremont. When my kids were little, I fed an unwholesome cupcake habit at Cupcake Royale. But I’ve never been to the Ballard Seafood Fest before. Because really, how much street seafood can you eat in one day? Plus, parking in Ballard is bad enough on a regular weekend. Silly me. I didn’t realize it’s a music festival.
