The problem with making plans in January to head to the shore for the first "weekend of summer" is the possibility that the weather will not be cooperative and you will wish you had brought that space heater after all.
We drove up to Cape May Friday morning, beating most of the holiday weekend traffic. At least that's what I like to tell myself. It was intermittently pouring the whole trip which means the really smart people had perhaps cancelled that beach vacation. We did have a wonderful lunch at the Maurice River Diner . Ian was disappointed that I declined the complimentary rolls until the waitress came back with our entrees. Now he realizes why Governor Christie needed that lap band procedure. Diner food is hearty, and for the most part, awesome. Sophie had the fried mozzerella. Despite the Singapore incident where she had to lie on the floor of the hotel bathroom after eating a plate of fried cheese sticks she continues to order them at every opportunity.
We were able to set up camp during a break in the rain, but it was not conducive to outdoor cooking. We sheltered at the Cape May Brewery . The beer was delicious. Fortified, we wandered Washington Street Mall where, shockingly, Sophie convinced me to buy fudge. Dinner at the Depot Market Cafe, and back to the Seashore Campsites RV Park where I lamented my poor decision re: space heater. According to the Seashore's regulations, alcohol is OK, but intoxication is frowned upon. Enforcement appeared to be spotty as evidenced by our neighbor's lively beer pong session. After they gave us Buffalo wings from their fry daddy, we were able to turn the other cheek.
Saturday dawned sunny with a steady and annoying wind. Sophie and I took cover behind the bunker at Cape May Point while Ian got surprisingly decent dolphin photos with his giant lens. The weather continued to improve, and we actually had a lovely beach day Sunday followed by cocktails on the porch at the Virginia Hotel. Pimm's cup for me, an old fashioned for Ian, and, to her delight, a mocktail for Sophie.
All that bad weather worked up a serious appetite. Here are some of the things we ate: ice cream everyday, breakfast tacos with chorizo, hot dogs, s'mores, coleslaw, baked beans, pancakes, 2 bags of chips, pancakes (note to self, never make pancake batter with hot water), fudge, sandwiches, Buffalo wings, a cantaloupe, leftover diner food, toaster pastries--not as good as brand name Pop Tarts according to Ian and Sophie. Help me make this coleslaw recipe go viral. You won't be sorry.
I hope the library doesn't notice the sand we brought back in the pages of the books we were reading on the beach.