Ramblin' On, notes from the Target.

"The ocean is so magnificent, peaceful, and awesome. The rest of the world disappears
for me when I'm on a wave."   -Paul Walker
Disappearing Beryl leaving some thighs to chew on. Rodeways and 30th, 7/5/2018.

   As with all gambles you have to play to win. I had arrived a few minutes late and Watt made sure I was aware of the situation. Personally speaking, I had gambled that Wattman would be late as usual and was surprised at his timely arrival. To add to the mounting drama, Wattman doubled down and returned to 30th & Rodeways (now an Econo Lodge) for a second straight week. But as any ramblin'  man knows, Mother Ocean does not play fair. Compared to the previous week of great chest high surf, what we faced was just an ordinary, run of the mill, mixed bag of blah, blahs. Disappointing as we had Beryl, only the second tropical depression of the 2018 Hurricane developing in the central Atlantic. Settling in to enjoy the night, it was discovered that LWatt had brought a thermal cup of brew this week. I believed it to be a sample of the cold Grapefruit Hef we had several weeks ago. As we passed the drink LWatt spilled some on her shirt and was forced to retreat to the pool area to get cleaned up. I was left to guard the scarred cup and did my best to ensure no one else would suffer the same fate. While this was going on Watt was trying to catch any wave. Now recently, Wattman had expressed his displeasure over some of the previous weeks pictures. Seems he didn't like the close ups. Wanted wider angle views. Show the actual conditions. With this in mind I re-adjusted and tried taking some shots as I stole additional sips from the cold beverage. Considering the lack of surfable waves of any substance, Watt was able to pull off a few thigh-high rides here and there. Lefties, one or two, and several nice rights with long rambles to the beach were found before nightfall sent us on our way. 

   Once again we headed West across the Rt. 50 Bridge. Located at the Ocean City Fishing Center, Micky Fins in West OC; the view across the bay was one of the major selling points. We grab-bagged seats at the outside bar and took in the surroundings. Live music filled the speakers and a nice breeze kept us cool. The bar was small and packed, and with only two bartenders we waited to be served. Our barkeep was a professional and she knew what sold well, so we quickly ordered beverages while reviewing the menu. We decide on the recommended Lobster and Mahi Tacos with Bacon Wrapped Scallops as our third choice.

There was no doubt this place was about turn over and touristas. Our beverages while cold, were served in plastic cups. We are outside, but only sorta-kinda. Enclosed, for the most part. So, in short, no real bar uses plastic. The food was the next disappointment. The barkeep had raved about the tacos, yet we found both to be lacking. There was very little Mahi and the tempura lobster was just bland. The scallops were nicely cooked and the BBQ sauce had a nice zing. It was the hit of the night. We looked to this place as the type of spot to take your out of town friends. The view alone may be worth the visit. Fins was not much above an average meal, however decent prices made for trade off considerations. The Patrol may just return again in the future.

THE RATINGS-

Lobster Taco: C+

Mahi Mahi Tacos: C

Bacon Wrapped Scallops: B

Beer: B-

Atmosphere: A-

Value: B

Overall Score = 2.79

    

Brew with a view.