A Day in
Cape May….and a special someone’s B-Day!
Taking a little deviation here my
friends: today’s post is more like a journal entry rather than a recipe or
review. Have no fear though, this is actually a 2-part post where the next one
will feature where we had dinner. The place was so darn good, I had to give it
its own write-up. I wouldn’t be doing it justice if I just mentioned them and
wrote a few lines. No way, I give credit where credit is due!
So back to part 1- Our Day in Cape
May….also Hubby’s _ _ birthday! He has a huge problem with getting older and
rarely ever wants to celebrate these occasions. I, on the other hand, love
birthdays and applaud at any chance to celebrate. FYI- next March is a BIG one
and I have already hinted at told Hubby to get started on the
party planning :) Ah, deviating all over the place
here….back to Cape May.
The drive took a ridiculous amount
of time, thank goodness I pack snacks. Our first destination was The Cape May
Craft Beer & Crab Festival. Although small in size, the fest kept us well
entertained for a few hours. We sampled many delectables from various vendors
and found our favorite right away. The balsamic vinegar from Leonardo e Roberto's was exceptional.
Thick and velvety, it had all the marks of a well-aged version.
There were many
BBQ sauce and rub vendors sprinkled throughout the grounds and we definitely
found not only some interesting variations but some comic relief as well…
I enjoyed shopping and found myself
wanting to buy enough things you’d think it was my birthday! See, one happy gal…..
Look at these herb garden labels, too
stinking cute….
Watch out, my next project- turning butter
knifes into outdoor décor!
After perusing the tents, we both
were ready to manga! Oh, who am I kidding- we were ready the minute we parked,
but thought lunch at 10:30 was something we should reconsider. Hence, by noon
we were famished and ready to get us some crabs. I am still a bit confused as
to why they call this festival a Crab one in that you were only able to get
crabs from one vendor. One vendor?!? That is not a Crab Festival, that is a
Crab Monopoly! Luckily, the crab cakes from the people in charge, The Carriage House, were super. Meaty, juicy and pan-fried to perfection. We grabbed a cute
seat under a gazebo and eat in silence……maybe we should’ve eaten earlier!
Once we were done with lunch, it was
time to kick back and enjoy the beer garden and live music on the lawn….
The options from Goose Island Beer Company were all
tempting and birthday boy went with a few samplings that afternoon. Upon
entering the garden and paying our entrance fee, we were awarded with one
souvenir glass. Pretty cool in that now Hubby has a glass with his b-day on it….ya
know, in case he forgets in the coming years. I hear those 30’s do that to you
(wink wink).
While enjoying the music, we had a
surprise visit from some other special people…..my parents!.....
They arrived much later than us and weren’t
able to get a souvenir glass and had to wait in much longer lines than us for both
lunch and beverages. Apparently, the early bird gets more than just the worm!
Anywho, Dad went with the old-fashioned crack-at-your-will crabs and was feasting
and filthy in no time! Just like us,
they were quite content with the offerings.
Before we headed to dinner, we
stopped at the beach to enjoy a few hours of some sun. It was (gasp) my first time
to the beach all year! I was a bit uneasy though as I looked like I was ready
for a day out, not a day at the beach. Oh well, I swallowed my Jersey girl
pride and threw off my heels and dug my toes into the sand. Bliss ensued…..
Awe….. I’m a mush, I know……
Coming next week…….our dinner!
Believe me, it is one you will want to read!
Those crabs look delicious!
ReplyDeleteNice post. :-)
Thanks for visiting my blog Kym! My father was in his glory with those crabs! I stuck with the crab cake sandwich but it was mighty delish too! Your blog is great, I check it out yesterday, will be stopping by there in the future!
Deletegreat blog .... it was a really good day.... xo
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