Travel Diary, Day 1 – Rehobeth Beach

 

The Jersey Shore is just to, well, expensive.  And I think I am over it.  Where to go…

Not that I don’t work hard enough to afford a nice get-a-way.  Even if I locked myself in my house and stared at the walls – this would be an upgrade.  Instead of that desperation, my friends and I took a little road trip to Delaware.

Three hour car ride to the end of New Jersey, and a quickie ferry jaunt, and here we are.  This is way to easy.  The beach is beautiful, the town cute and charming.  We have been trying to get in to the “foodie” spots, but they are booked well in advanced.  We are finding back alley eateries, with surprising wine lists, and food that satisfies.  We could be eating pizza, and all would be good in the world.

The desire for wine wasn’t with me at first.  I will admit to drinking a few “creamsickles” (cue roll of the eyes)  I recovered and found this little gem between nachos and octopus cerviche:

IMG_4063Txakolina – pronounced like chocolina (no chocolate included)

I fell in love with this wine years ago in Spain when I had no idea what I was drinking.  I traveled to the Basque country not being a wine drinker, but finding myself incredibly thirsty.  One thing I will say about this grape is that it is dry; very dry.  I tend to enjoy this style, and love to drink this as an aperitif, or when I am not really in the mood to think about wine.  It is light (low in alcohol), high acid, pretty lemon peel and lime flavors – just pleasant.  Off of the beach, I just want pleasant.  So great to sip and chat.  Grab a bottle if you are looking for something different than your tired Sauvignon Blanc.  Wine doesn’t always need to be life changing.  I will not always admit that.

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By the way; this amazing French Fry flight was served to us at Blackwall Hitch on Rehoboth Ave.  Great lunch spot; didn’t have beer, but they have an incredible amount of micro brews on tap.  The Txaoli was served to us at Papa Grande.  Cute and quaint – the server had no idea what I was talking about when I asked for the wine, but he recovered.  The bartender was more than welcoming, and was way to happy I ordered that wine.  Probably not the biggest seller…

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