We don’t eat out often. We do so most often in the summer. Beginning a few years ago when our kids became old enough to stay home for a couple of hours, my husband and I took advantage of eating out at a new restaurant, often searching for the best farm to table options. Not being able to dine out this summer was a disappointing thought. When our twentieth anniversary came around on Wednesday, July 1st, we contemplated how to celebrate. We had eaten home every night since March, not even ordering out. I declared that I might be willing to get take out and find a spot near the water to eat. We ordered lobster rolls from the restaurant where I had my bridal shower (trying to be nostalgic, I guess) and headed to the nearby water to eat.
And so began a new summer tradition. Every Wednesday since, we have chosen a place to take out new dishes like a lobsterdilla or a crab cake blt and then looked for water spots with the best views to eat at. Our last dinner choice was Mexican street food complete with Margaritas to go.
These nights, you could say, have become “Where to go Wednesdays?”- one more unexpected but fun experience that has come out of the pandemic.