We go down to Indian River Inlet, south of Rehoboth Beach, DE twice a year and rent one of the cottages on the water... once in the spring, and once in the fall. This is done with some dear friends, and we ALWAYS have a blast!
This trip was no different. There was food, wine, vodka, food, more wine, and sleep.
Let me just say that I accomplished everything I wanted to do... nothing... oh, and eat, cook, drink, sleep. Repeat.
Where to begin. I did not get pics of all the food, because my camera has been drinkin'. My camera has been drinkin'. Not me. Not me. Not me. (My best Tom Waits imitation)
The beginning:
The weather was incredible the whole thyme we were there, which has never happened before on these trips. There were still A LOT of boats in the water:
Our artillery... the lineup (well, at least some of it... ) :
At some point, we had to eat. Scallops and pasta, served with a side of salad, consisting of heirloom tomatoes and mozzarella cheese. Seemed to be in order for starts:
Had some leftovers, so breakfast was in order. Scallop and pasta frittata, along with the heirloom tomato salad:
Surprise guest, RedHead made the trip this thyme:
Did a rack-o-lamb one night in the SV @ 134 for 6 hours, let it rest and sliced it up, then seared it on RedHead. Served it up with mini taters, sauteed mushrooms and baked beets:
Needed breakfast the next day, so let's re-purpose leftovers:
We had one fatality during the breakfast course... a bloody Mary committed suicide:
Somewhere along the line, we had snax. Lots of cheeses, crackers, mussels and sausage mix:
Someone's iPhone became the juke box, and I figured out it needed amplification and how to fix that problem... RedHead to the rescue:
The last night we were there, I made beef ragu. RedHead performed flawlessly... Got her all hot and bothered:
And the grand finale, my birthday tree and everyone singing Happy Birthday...
Thanks for lookin'!!