Vacation Recap

Vacation Recap

Coming home from this vacation was tough. I hadn't posted in two weeks, I realized I didn't get to post as much as I wanted this summer, and there was barely anything to eat in the fridge upon my return. I probably should have just stayed on vacation. I found some new eats in the Westerly area that definitely would have made my stay worth it.

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Ain't No Benny Like the One I've Got

Ain't No Benny Like the One I've Got

Welcome back and thanks for following my tasty travels! Today’s post is the last part of my 3 day vacation in Westerly, Rhode Island and the focus is on my favorite meal: breakfast! Now, those of you that have been reading know that I love a good egg at, well, anytime really. Leave it to me to find the best eggs in town at, the aptly named, The Cooked Goose.

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Something Old, Something New: Rhode Island Part Two

Something Old, Something New: Rhode Island Part Two

I hope you’re ready for more of my adventures in Rhode Island! This is part two of three and don't think you'll be disappointed, I certainly wasn't. Most of my memories of Rhode Island reside between sand and sunshine but my favorite ones are in Watch Hill. Watch Hill is a rocky enclave of some of the most gorgeous homes in Westerly.  Memories there center mostly on the century old carousel, desperately reaching for that brass ring, and ice cream at St. Clair’s. Now that I’ve put a few more years between myself and 1991, I wanted to make new memories by visiting some local venues. 

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Cross this Bridge when you get to Westerly, Rhode Island

Cross this Bridge when you get to Westerly, Rhode Island

The journey continues from Nashua, New Hampshire to Westerly, Rhode Island. The Westerly area has long been a favorite vacation spot for New Yorkers and my family is no exception. We've been going since I was months old (for some perspective, I’m approaching my third decade). For me it’s a very special place; memories of tuna fish sandwiches on the beach and boogie boarding until my lips turned purple so I’m happy to share it with you. But not the tuna sandwich. For the first time in eight years my parents, sister and I reunited on the New England shore. After twenty years of visits our stomachs and palates are beyond familiar with the Westerly dining scene. Then again, a lot changes in twenty years.

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