Any vacation when you're a food fiend, no matter where the locale, becomes a hungry search of the next best thing to shove in your hungry mouth. My stomach grumbles more, even craves more, when I'm away, and of course, I excuse myself from all of the unhealthy eating by saying, "I'm on vacation."
Okay, let me digress. The more I eat, the more I exercise, 'cept we are talking about food here, people--not exercising!
And, it's summer, which means the best trip of all is one bumming on the beach. However, something special 'bout this seashore (coming from two beerheads, B & myself) is that it is the birthplace of Dogfish Head Craft Brewery. Verbally spewing about their mead Midas Touch to their fruity Festina Peche and new conditioned ale, the Johnny Cask, DFH's always-rising hype is completely justified and a must-try for anyone who's teetering.
If you are curious, but not whole-pint curious, swing by their brewpub in their shore town for a flight of their best-sellers. (They also do flights of their distilled spirits, but being how I'm not a spirit kind-of girl, the talk ends here.)
Always a fan of craft alehouse fare, this quirky brewery makes enjoyable dinner must-haves that may not be incredibly interesting, but do successfully hit "the spot" on a steamy day.
Enter the Dogpile appetizer: an intense piling of crispy pita chips plopped with tasty artichoke spinach dip, melted mozzarella, cubed tomatoes and chopped green onions. Too gigantic for two, our pre-dinner dent didn't compare to nearby parties of four or five tearing up their table-top platter.
At any pub, my staple is a nice beef burger. Something I've realized and always get giddy over is the fact that if beer is your forerunner, your burger is usually a second-in-command monster, such as their Indulgence Burger. Definitely too large to fit in my mouth, this big boy is nicely stacked with beer-battered onion rings, melted cheddar, and bacon crumbles.
B always eyes the specialties of any eatery, including DFH's Land and Sea Gumbo. Spiced to the brims, the mixture of Tasso ham, chicken, Andouille sausage, crawfish and Gulf shrimp absolutely made for an intense, yet yummy bite that went swimmingly when paired with an ice-cold pint of the pub's Raison D'Etre.
Obviously, after chowing on the alehouse's massive grub, a walk to the boardwalk was what we both needed. After a powerwalking a decent number of boardwalk blocks for our post-dinner workout, we both found we could squeeze a cone of summer's best from The Ice Cream Store. Offering over 70 flavors, including wild options like spinach, sweet corn, chicken, cherry coke, and my double-scoop decision of bacon and Mayan chocolate cinnamon. With the spicy cocoa balanced by the sweetly creamed bacon, the combo made for an ideal icy pairing.
With tons of DFH beers left to try and over 66 ice cream flavors to lick (also sampled B's cherry coke and regular chocolate), a trip back to the beach better occur before this summer says, "sayonara!"