Thirty Minute Window, notes from the Target.

Skidding ahead of the closing roller. Making the mos of the messy stuff, Holidays 66th.  8/24/2017

   We missed a week due to Wattman traveling. Still, we are not about to let summer abandon us. With the Watt's magic stick repaired we were due to find out was there magic in the T&C or his ability finally starting to reflect some light. As Lisa and I get settle in on the beach we soon realized this may have been the best weather the entire summer. With only a slight warm breeze (no sandblasting), low tide, and a warm sun, it was a good night. I came prepared to make it great. With a snack bag (Halloween snack size) of M&M's to share, everything is better. And no, we did not save any for the Watt since only the deserving get rewarded with M&Ms. But Wattman came to surf, and as the action was limited today he was always vigilant for the right opportunity. Waves were small; many in the thigh or less range. Squeezing out the rideable, he took advantage of most. Hate to say it, but all the weeks of being kookified this summer are now fading to black. Persistence seemed to be paying off for the Watt. Some of the best rides of the summer happened in a thirty minute window today. Credit had to be given.

Jeep Week 2017

   As the sun set we headed to the Fenwick Crab House just across the state line.  This was our first visit and there was no doubt this place's main attraction was steamed blue crabs. As we settled in at the bar we learned our barkeep for the night had only been working here for a couple of weeks. The rookie skillset was apparent, but what he lacked in knowledge he made up for with attention and a great attitude.  So we ordered our cold beers and Lisa a margarita that we would later find out was the most expense drink of the whole summer. Since this place is a crab house I requested prices on getting a couple of crabs.  The smallest, cheapest crab was six dollars a pop so we passed on them and headed to the menu. Fenwick Wings, the Crab Pretzel and an original...Tuna Nacho's may have seem odd... but we would try to make it work. The wings were grilled, had a slight peanut aftertaste; maybe slightly burnt. So, while DWatt grabbed his share, Lisa and I had a couple and left the balance for him. The nachos were a major disappointment. The tuna was cut in tiny cubes and lacked flavor. It could have been spam for all we could tell. The seaweed salad base was a typical sushi offering (cubed tuna...no sushi). Tasted green to me. Like the proverbial diamond in the rough or in this case, the crab, the highlight of the meal turned out to be the Crab Pretzel. Soft, lightly salted, with a slight crab favor and yet not overly imperialized in sauce.

Top to bottom: Wings, Nachos, Pretzel

Beer was fair though lacking in variety... couple of crafts, then the standard big guys. Another disappointment as they advertised themselves as craft beer aficionados. Flat screens to go 'round, but a bit bright. The tab, heavy to say the least, considering. Looking for a crab house that is a little more refined? This might be your place. Otherwise, hold on to your wallets. The revival drives on.

THE RATINGS-

Fenwick Wings: C+

Tuna Nachos: C-

Crab Pretzel: B

Beer: C+

Atmosphere: C+

Value: C-

Overall Score = 2.21