In which we clog our arteries...
On our way back to the boat we had to stop on Cape Charles at Sting-Rays Restaurant, clearly an institution, for something that Rick would not shut up about: scrapple.
This is apparently something he was encouraged to eat long ago on the Delmarva Peninsula when he was there for chicken training (more on that later) and he thought we'd better honor the local tradition. When I ask Wikipedia here is what I get:
Scrapple, also known by the Pennsylvania Dutch name Pannhaas or "pan rabbit", is traditionally a mush of pork scraps and trimmings combined with cornmeal and wheat flour, often buckwheat flour, and spices. The mush is formed into a semi-solid congealed loaf, and slices of the scrapple are then pan-fried before serving.
Basically everything but the oink. But I have to say - like all of those terrible-for-you artery-hardening breakfast meats it was pretty yummy!
Back at the boat what we assumed would be total chaos (there were a LOT of boats waiting - everyone we talked to said 'oh yeah, we are getting work done on Tuesday. There was no WAY all that work was getting done on Tues) worked out great. A mechanic worked with Rick to fix the windlass and a different mechanic crawled around in the hold with him for something something blah blah. All told, including a part we didn't actually need, we really helped out the economy... But we are set to go, which is good because I have plans for tomorrow and we have to get to the Waterside Marina in Norfolk!
This little gem is in the marina with us, in case you were looking for an amazing boat. |
Also this afternoon we stopped by one of the AYB boat barns to say hello to our friend John's boat. He and his boat have been mentors to us, and now he is selling her after 4 trips around the loop. He's back in Colorado, but we honored their help by giving her a hug:
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