Thirtysomething

Good Places, Good Eats

New England proved to be just as charming and rustic and quiet on this trip as I had hoped it to be. We went to the Mystic Seaport, hiked through Bluff Point Coastal Reserve, went on scenic drives, did a tasting at the Jonathan Edwards Winery (walking away with a couple of bottles of chardonnay that we loved, even though we're usually not much for chardonnay; we almost got the zinfindel port, which was delish too), chowed down at the Bowen's Wharf Seafood Festival (yeah, fortunately for me there were non-seafood options) and strolled through the Vanderbilt's mansion, The Breakers. Why I didn't live in 1895 and marry a Vanderbilt is beyond me.

As for good eats, if you're ever in Mystic, CT, you of course have to have a slice at Mystic Pizza. It's not very good. But you have to go anyway. Ron had no idea why I was insistent on eating there. He also had no idea there was a movie. Whatever. Also try the Seamen's Inne, but eat in the pub instead of the more formal restaurant. It's the same food, but you feel like more of a local on the pub side. I've been craving Mexican food, so we also went to Margarita's another night. Great drinks and great food. I love me a chimichanga. For after dinner drinks, we would visit the Harp and Hound, a traditional Irish pub that was so cute that if it had cheeks, I would pinch them.

In Newport, the two places to try are the Brick Alley and the Black Pearl. The Black Pearl also makes a very good white russian, in case you're interested.

While I did make it to the gym twice while I was away and go on a hike, I also comsumed lots of food, alcohol, hot chocolate, taffy and fudge. So I'm feeling very pleased with our trip, but I'm also feeling kind of gross. Back on the bandwagon...

posted by DJ Heavy D @ 1:38 PM