So many salsa choices!The triple bypass burrito. The “naked” vegetarian burrito.
This weekend George and I headed down to beautiful Wilmington, NC. I’ve got a conference to attend this week, so we left a little early to spend the day by the water. Wilmington is home to one of our all-time favorite restaurants, Flaming Amy’s Burrito Barn. George and I used to drive 2 hours one way just to eat their burritos! Ahh, to be young again.
Flaming Amy’s caters to salsa nuts like me. They have a salsa bar with a ton of different options. My favorite is their pineapple salsa. I’m already dreaming up ways to duplicate it. And George loves Flaming Amy’s because he can get “The Triple Bypass” which is a ground beef burrito the size of a newborn baby.
Can you see me?! Old fireplaces are so gorgeous. The tile alone has me dreaming of owning a historic home.
This weekend my parents came to visit. It was my mom’s birthday, so it was extra special. My parents stayed at a local bed and breakfast, The Packhouse Inn– both Ronald Reagan and Dolly Parton stayed there! My dad complained about how cold the house was, but it was a truly beautiful home.
On Sunday morning, we were able to eat breakfast with my parents and tour the home. I adore old houses. I’d love to own an old home, one day. New houses just don’t seem to have the details of old homes.
I have to be honest with ya’ll. Technically, we shucked oysters at the American Legion on a Thursday. Not over the weekend. But remember when you were in college and Thursdays nights started the weekend? Let’s just pretend we are in college and I didn’t go to bed at 9:30 p.m. almost every night this week.
My first oyster shuckin’, all-you-can-eat oyster fest was a success! I was terrible at opening the little suckers and one of our friends may have impaled his thumb, but it was still fun. I had eaten oysters before, but I had never actually opened one. Even though many an oyster alluded us, by the end of the night, George and I still had managed to open about 50 oysters and were in a serious food coma.
And the profits went to a good cause. Win. Win. Win.
Have you been on any food adventures lately? Let me know in the comments!
Last weekend, George and I went on a motorcycle ride to the Great Dismal Swamp. Although the swamp isn’t far from our house, it was quite the adventure. Prior to the trip, I had only rode on George’s bike at about 45 mph. I’m not afraid to admit that at 70 mph, I was holding on for dear life. George is terribly ticklish and he said I had to stop holding him in a death grip because he might die from laughter. I managed to get a few snapshots on the bike after I got my courage up.
The swamp has a man-made canal! Next time, I want to take my canoe down the canal.
We had a picnic and watched boats sail down the canal.
We made jokes about this guy’s “dingy” hanging out.
And on the way back home, I got up my nerve enough to take a couple of pictures from the bike.
What kind of adventures do you have planned this weekend?
If you had told me two years ago that I would one day be paddling by myself down a river in my backyard, I would have called you a liar. I probably would have used some expletives to spice up the name calling, too. You have to realize, when I was a kid and my parents told me to go play outdoors, I’d take a book and read in my tree house. Going outside was punishment.
But since we moved to the middle of nowhere, I’ve become more of an outdoor-enthusiast. Maybe it is because there is nothing to do except outdoorsy activities. Whatever it is, this past year I’ve started to enjoy playing outside.
For my birthday, George’s family gave me a kayak! This past weekend I tested it out. It was so relaxing and peaceful to paddle around and watch the birds fly, the fish jump and the snakes slither!
I took a few pictures on my most recent excursion up the river. It really is beautiful. And so, so green this time of year. After taking these pictures, I have a new found appreciation for nature photographers. Photographing moving creatures from a moving kayak is difficult. But I think I got a few decent shots. I hope to one day snap a picture of the bald eagle that hangs out by our dock.
The view from a block from my house.
Picture by muah!
I have to admit, I’m not always the most thankful person. I always want more. It’s the perfectionist in me. Or consumer, if you want to be political.
I want to live in a bigger city with more opportunities and exciting food. I want a better wardrobe. I want to travel. I want more free time. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want.
And although I think it is good to keep my eye on the prize and all those clichés, I also need to remember what I have. I live in a beautiful, historic town. I have a closet full of clothes. I’ve been all over the country. And I’m apparently making enough time to blog.
ANDDDDD something really exciting happened to me today. I won a grant! When I found out I literally skipped around the library. So that means I will be traveling to a conference in one of my favorite towns, Asheville, NC this weekend! I’m more excited and grateful than I have been in a long time.