Tuesday, February 18, 2020

No Spirit Fingers, from the Watt's notes.

"You can learn a lot about waves – and about yourself – when you have no choice but to surf tiny waves on a regular basis. Small waves are not fun. In fact, if you are a shortboarder, they can mean extended bouts of sulking, frustration, passive aggressive behavior, and even outright despair."    -Bradley Hook
Spirit lacking, despairingly small swell. 47th Street Break, 2/15/2020.
   Mid-February and the weather has continued to be without spirit. Yep, that is about the only way I could describe it...without spirit...no commitment to the cold of winter or giving in to the warmth of spring. We've had no major storms events; rain, snow or otherwise. Locals have been calling it mild. Target has called it miserable which to him means anytime in the winter, below fifty degrees. Myself, I wouldn't have minded a small snow event and then on to Spring. Something to break the monotony. Even the surf seems to have suffered. Mostly knee high or less, I saw a couple of surfers out there making the attempt over the weekend, but the breakers weren't generating enough power to string
together more than a couple half-hearted runs. No spirit fingers here. It would've been frustrating no matter the water temp. It is this lack of spirit that turns us inward, inland, inside.
   Our most recent inland venture was downtown Salisbury's Roadie Joe's. Located in the heart of the Downtown Plaza, we ended up meeting Target in the south parking lot, his arrival ahead of us by about 2 minutes (and.of course, he let us know). Upon entering there was already a card game of sorts going on. I think for some kind of charity event.
 Working our way through a bit of a winding trail, we made our way to the back end of the bar passing by a lone musician plying his trade, and not doin' too bad a job with a combo of 70s, 80s, and 90s music. With a fairly nice selection of  brews, Target and I got the three of us set up while LWatt perused the menu. The crafts came out cold, but the glass while sprayed, was not chilled. From the menu we dove into Joe's Blackened Shrimp Tacos special, Old Bay Wings, and a continued foray into Mac 'n Cheese, this dish with Barbecued Pulled Pork on top. All three dishes looked very good when served but let's face it, the real spirit of the preparation comes out in the taste.

The shrimp tacos had great presentation, plenty of shrimp, and smelled tasty, but they could've been warmer. The wings were plump and juicy, but lacked size as well as full Old Bay coverage and thus the zing. The pasta? Well, the BBQ Mac n Cheese was the star. Topped with barbecued pork in a chipotle sauce, bacon, and crispy onions, the meaty, BBQ saucy, cheesy, golden ringlets exploded spirit. The words of Sparky Polastri echoed, "THESE...are spirit fingers!"
As we bounced between each dish we found this to be one of those meals that was very filling. While not all exuded the same amount of spirit (and believe me some of us, like Sparky himself, are very hard to convince), each was savory and appetizing in it's own right. The bar filled and we slowed, as did our musician somewhat. Therefore, it was logical that we took his break as the our queue to exit, stage left. Paying our slightly hefty tab...the brews were a hair heavy- in cost...we explored the rest of the Downtown Plaza Building, and headed out into the night. Spirits up, the hour getting late, we didn't quite commit to our next tavern of diversion. Myself, I had a business trip coming up, so what was next remained to be seen. A week or two or three. But, the Quest always has a next.
Roadie Joe's. Downtown Salisbury, 2/13/2020.
THE RATINGS-
Blackened Shrimp Tacos: B
Old Bay Wings: B-
BBQ Mac 'n Cheese: A-
Beer: B
Atmosphere: B-
Value: C+
Overall Score = 2.92


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