Today was a gift. After much deliberating over whether or not I could "afford" to take a day off, I used a comp day to spend Friday with Thibault before surrendering him to Keewaydin Dunmore for two months. We dropped off Nora at camp and headed straight to Sandy Hook for a morning of sun and ocean. It was a beautiful day in the 70s with ocean temperature probably in the high 60s. Once we were in it was great.
In no time we had worked up appetites for lunch and headed to Highlands to see what was around. Of course I was immediately drawn to the "Clam Hut" and we followed the signs to a place on a pier. Usually I would choose steamers or clams on the half shell (sliders in New Jersey shore speak?) but felt strongly about trying the fried clam strips with a side of "hut slaw." A draft beer would have made the meal complete but it was noon with a bit of a drive ahead. Sad. Thibault enjoyed a fried flounder sandwich. Rambling conversation, the beach, great simple food and much laughter - does it get any better?
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