Woke up at 6:30 am on the first day of our cat-sitting vacation - a Saturday - and said, "Let's drive over to Rehoboth for breakfast." Parking was free and plentiful before 10am and all but one breakfast place was boarded up until 8 giving us half an hour to scout for grub and scan for first impressions.
The bakery on Penny Lane looked promising, with crepes on the griddle at one window and croissants beckoning at the other but the line forming at Royal Treat tempted us to follow the crowd. Rather than wait in line we tripped along the boardwalk where bikers, walkers and joggers trickled along the promenade and wound our way back to Penny Lane.
By 9am the beach umbrellas began to unfurl and we realized this early morning jaunt was the best decision of our trip, showing us we could free up a planned day for sunning ourselves on the shores of Rehoboth. A little too crowded for our beach-going pleasure.
We did, however, return to Rehoboth for the food! Rea, the gal who cuts my hair, had suggested Dogfish Head, a place she'd wanted to visit for the music and homemade ales. She'd never made it down there so we went just so I could bring something back for her. As usual, my altruistic effort had an unexpected payoff: best meal of our trip! Second favorite: Chincoteague oysters at happy hour at Fins Fish House and Raw Bar. And we did make it back to that arcade for a few games of skeeball!
The Delaware shore area is saturated with marshland, inlets and canals breeding mosquitos and the stench of stagnant mushy water-bottoms forcing wimps like us to enjoy the beauty from the sterility of the indoors. At Serendipity in Milsboro on the Indian River the riverfront dining area, though lovely, sat empty as we enjoyed our crabcakes in the safety of the upside-down umbrella laden ceiling.
Woke up at 6:30 am on the first day of our cat-sitting vacation - a Saturday - and said, "Let's drive over to Rehoboth for breakfast." Parking was free and plentiful before 10am and all but one breakfast place was boarded up until 8 giving us half an hour to scout for grub and scan for first impressions.
The bakery on Penny Lane looked promising, with crepes on the griddle at one window and croissants beckoning at the other but the line forming at Royal Treat tempted us to follow the crowd. Rather than wait in line we tripped along the boardwalk where bikers, walkers and joggers trickled along the promenade and wound our way back to Penny Lane.
By 9am the beach umbrellas began to unfurl and we realized this early morning jaunt was the best decision of our trip, showing us we could free up a planned day for sunning ourselves on the shores of Rehoboth. A little too crowded for our beach-going pleasure.
We did, however, return to Rehoboth for the food! Rea, the gal who cuts my hair, had suggested Dogfish Head, a place she'd wanted to visit for the music and homemade ales. She'd never made it down there so we went just so I could bring something back for her. As usual, my altruistic effort had an unexpected payoff: best meal of our trip! Second favorite: Chincoteague oysters at happy hour at Fins Fish House and Raw Bar. And we did make it back to that arcade for a few games of skeeball!
The Delaware shore area is saturated with marshland, inlets and canals breeding mosquitos and the stench of stagnant mushy water-bottoms forcing wimps like us to enjoy the beauty from the sterility of the indoors. At Serendipity in Milsboro on the Indian River the riverfront dining area, though lovely, sat empty as we enjoyed our crabcakes in the safety of the upside-down umbrella laden ceiling.
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