I grew up near Baltimore, Maryland.  Some of my earliest memories were in its Inner Harbor.  Sharks at the aquarium.  Submarines and civil war ear sloops of war.  Crabs.  Oysters.  I recently had the opportunity to return for a medical conference with a side project being an upcoming article for the Miami Herald.  Below are some of the snaps I gathered.  For three days I studied and stuffed myself on steamed Maryland crabs, quite literally the best food on earth.  As the sun set the Domino sugar refinery’s sign glowed lava-red.  Baltimore is a special place, sweet indeed. It was like going home.    untitled untitled-2 untitled-3 untitled-4 untitled-5 untitled-6 untitled-7 untitled-8 untitled-9 untitled-10 untitled-11 untitled-12 untitled-13 untitled-14 untitled-15 untitled-16 untitled-17 untitled-18 untitled-19 untitled-20 untitled-21 untitled-22 untitled-23 untitled-24 untitled-25 untitled-26 untitled-27 untitled-28 untitled-29 untitled-30 untitled-31 untitled-32 untitled-34