Photos in context.

I live in Tampa, Florida. I am a seventh generation (on my father's side) Florida native, a rarity in this snowbird state. My great-grandfather, on my mother's side, still lives in "the Cuban district" of Tampa. He, my grandfather, and my Uncle Joe have lunch every Friday at a local Cuban restaurant. Occasionally, my mom and grandmother tag along, and on an even more rare occasion I tag along. This past Friday was one of those rare occasions. My mom asked our waitress to take a picture of us.

My mom then took it upon herself to add context to the photograph.