But I took it on a morning when my wife and I had gone out for breakfast with our kids and her dad. The place was Angelo's (we've been there many times before) and it was a rare treat to hang out on a grey and rainy morning in their favorite neighborhood resto with their grandfather.
And when we were done, we picked up some fresh-baked bread to take home before Zayda Irving got into his car and pointed it back to his home in Montreal. Against that backdrop, a random picture of white-seeded rolls perhaps isn't so random after all. Perhaps this photography thing isn't as much about the picture as it is about the moment it was taken, and why we need to remember these things in the first place.
Your turn: Do you take pictures to remember otherwise everyday moments in time?