Summer Fun

This is a photo of my four dogs on the beach....Fun Day!!

Check out Trendy Treehouse for this weeks Tuesday photo contest, "SUMMER FUN"

Obsessions,Addictions,Passions

To know me, is to know that I go through many "obsessions", I guess that is what I will call it until I think of a better word.
I will find something that I really enjoy and just do it to death and then move on. Sometimes I will re-visit it and sometimes I won't. Some examples..scrap booking, making YouTube videos, playing farmville, petville, social city and what ever other new games came about on facebook. Pogo (the game site, not the stick) blogging, facebook, myspace, twitter, etc. 

I am very envious of people that can cook but I really don't have the passion or desire to learn to be good at it. I tried a few dishes when Vic and I were on the Atkins diet a few months ago. Going to the grocery store was my first challenge! I had not even heard of most of the ingredients and then came the terminology of things in the kitchen...dutch oven, meat fork , etc. I did a blog about that experience on facebook  Check that out  here when you are in need of a good laugh.

Now that I am obsessing with blogs, I keep seeing the most amazing crafts and fun food projects. I don't know that I will ever make them..I want to. I am jealous that other people seem so focused and able to do these things. I am a perfectionist that isn't perfect is a good way of saying it I think. In my mind I have a perfect vision of what something should be and then when it falls short of perfection I quit.

My sisters boyfriend said something the other day that really stuck with me and made a lot of sense. We were talking about kids now days (wow that sentence alone makes me sound OLD!) Anyway...the jest of the conversation was that kids want to be the best at something but don't want to put the work into learning HOW to be good at it. I guess that is kind of how I am. If something comes easily for me and I'm good at it, GREAT! If it's work and I'm falling short of being good at it I probably won't stick with it.  Not one of my better qualities.

I know this is something I need to work on. Or maybe I will just keep adding obsessions. I am a very curious person and am always thinking. I would love to learn more about photography but would get bored with the technical side of how and why things work with a camera. Even as I sit and write this blog my mind is off on a million other things. I should make a list of what I want to do. Lists are not my friends but that is a whole other blog.

OK off to start my day...Enjoy your Tuesday!

A letter to all the 20 somethings out there...

This letter is to all of the 20 something year old girls out there. I'm about to tell you something that was never told to me...or if it was I just didn't believe it and choose to ignore it at the time. This is something your moms don't tell you but I will!

You will reach a time when your body betrays you! You know those cute perky breasts that the boys go crazy over right now...they will start to sag, they will lose their "perk". Enjoy it now! Buy sexy tops and take lots of pictures in your swim suits..those days will end sooner than you are ready for. When it starts to happen it happens quick and over night. One day you'll be putting on your bra and have to lift them off of your stomach or worse..your lap!

You will be looking in your mirror and all of a sudden see a 3" long hair on your chin! The question will never be answered as to how in the heck did it grow that long without you seeing it before.

Your eyes will start to get worse and you will go in for your regular eye appointment only to hear your doctor tell you it's time for bifocals because you've reached that magic age of 40.

Those five or ten pounds that you have always been able to gain and lose with little to no effort will become ten or fifteen and be next to impossible to get rid of.

You will wake up sore and stiff instead of limber and refreshed. You won't know when it will happen but one day you'll be sitting on the sofa and realize that you could not sit Indian style if your life depended on it, and FORGET doing the splits or anything like that...your body will fight you every step of the way.

You will pee when you laugh too hard or when you sneeze...what a bitch that one is!

You dental appointments will consist of root canals, bridges, crowns...and always high dollar..Make sure you invest in good insurance before you hit 40 because your health care bills will double what they have been the past 20 years! You will now post of surgeries and health issues on facebook instead of parties and hangovers...speaking of which..you won't be able to shake off a hangover in one day any more, you will feel beat up for at least 2 and sometimes more!

OK the positive to getting older is that you know more. You are more confident and realize what is really important in life. You value quality time with your parents and grandparents if you are lucky enough to still have them around. Instead of a biological clock ticking you hear the death clock and try and fit more meaningful events in your life. You appreciate the small things more.

I appreciate each and everyone of you and really enjoy getting to know many of you on facebook better than I would have without it...Have a great day and my wish for you all is to laugh and smile at least a dozen times today!

For any of you 50+ women please let us know what we have to look forward to ...Im not ready for any more surprises LOL!

Blog What You Know

I've been brainstorming lately and checking out ways to make money doing something that I have a passion for. (Writing,blogging, making videos and photography) In many of my searches it was suggested to do paid reviews on my blog. I've signed up for a few but have not heard anything back yet. The more I got to thinking about it the more I'd like to do blogs/reviews on all things local. Local businesses, events, people. I live in Venice, work in Sarasota (Siesta Key) and have been a consumer/business owner/resident for over 25 years. I love the beautiful area that we live in and can not say enough good things about our community!

If you would like me to dedicate a blog to your business or event please drop me an email hollylingley@gmail.com I'd love to hear from you! 

When Soaps End

For years I recorded two soaps everyday. Guiding Light and As The World Turns. When Guiding Light ended I stopped watching As The World Turns also. It was so hard watching a show come to an end that I had invested YEARS of watching and getting to know and love the characters. Knowing that the same fate was about to come to ATWT was enough for me to cut the cord early.

Last night I watched the Daytime Emmy Awards. I wasn't totally interested in watching because there are not many shows that I care about on during the daytime anymore. I do watch All My Children now..I started watching it because several of the people from Guiding Light were on there (Tammy,Lu jack,Gus,Harley..now..Madison,David,Jake and I can't remember Harley's name, she's gone again already) So anyway, I was half watching and half reading blogs. Then came the tribute to Dick Clark. I actually had to google to see how old he was for Vic...81! Then came the musicians ...wow not only is Chubby Checker still alive but oh boy can he still twist!! When Dick Clark lost it and started crying I did too. Who doesnt remember American Bandstand?!

The rest of the show was kind of a blur. Jack and Carly both won awards for ATWT and then my mind started drifting off , thinking of all the cast and story lines that will now just be left to die. How can a show that has been around for over 50 years just end? I don't understand it.  Any other soap fans feeling lost out there?

Pet Photo Contest

I was over on http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/ and just had to enter the pet photo contest. The hardest part is picking a photo..you can only enter one!

The picture I picked is of our two dachshunds (Dexter and DJ) , they are father and son.

Hands Across The Sand

I spent my day yesterday on Siesta Key Beach. It was about 95 degrees and one of those hot hot hot days where you think that you are surely going to melt. For some reason I didn't wear a swimsuit. I was there for  Hands Across The Sand protesting the oil drilling and was not thinking of swimming or cooling off in the water when I got dressed yesterday.

Here are some of the pictures I took.

A fun day in the kitchen with Vic and Holly

Vic and I making a pot roast. Part 1


Part 2


Part 3



Part 4

Friday Flip Offs 6/25/10

It's that time again! Things that deserve a flip off this week..

1. Breaking News that interupts All My Children. I mean seriously can't they just wait a few hours when everyone else is home from work and report it on the news? Or just post it on a line across the bottom of the tv screen like they do for severe weather reports? Will a General stepping down really change anything in the few hours between my soaps and the news?

2. My scale. Gaining 20 plus pounds in the past year is really not acceptable. The scale should have done more about this.

3.Danielle Staub from Real Housewives of NJ for coming out and saying she "is" part of the gay community. *tosses her back*  We don't need you Danielle.

4. BP. Need I say more.

Off

I started feeling "off" last night. Actually I guess it was earlier in the day. I was talking to a tenant about not returning keys to us and I could almost feel my blood pressure go up. The headache started then. I went about my day. I went with my sister and her fiance to the doctor to find out his prognosis. In a world of cancer it was not the best news but also not the worst. The cancer is treatable but not curable. Chemo starts next week. I think we were all just a little relieved that the doctor said treatable. Everything we had read online over the past few weeks about pancreatic cancer and stage four was scaring us half to death.
so anyway...back to ME lol.

I got home and started feeling "off" , hard to explain but kind of like I really needed to eat or I'd pass out or get sick or my head would explode. We ordered Chinese. It helped a little but I was having a hard time focusing, I was short of breath but not fighting to breathe..I have some asthma so this is not the worst it has been I wasn't very worried about the shortness of breath but I was "aware" it was happening. I was zoning out staring off into space and thought I'd better go lay down. I took a nap and woke feeling a little better but still not "connected". My arms were feeling a little numb..fingers tingling a little bit. My chest was a little heavy..not like an elephant sitting on it but maybe a small dog..or a heavy blanket.

On my drive to work this morning I was thinking about stopping by my Doctors office to check things out but drove on by thinking I would call when I got to the office. I came in today because I have to meet a contractor here to go over a job. He said he'd be here around 10. It's a little after 10 now. Once I'm done with him I will probably call the Doctor to see if he can fit me in this afternoon.

I was starting to worry thinking it was a stroke, or the blood pressure or my heart..all of which I have in my family (dad, grandma, aunt). Then I did what I always do..I googled. What I was reading was "depression/anxiety" , so I started to re-think the doctors visit. Maybe all I need is a day at the beach..soaking up the rays and enjoying some peace and quiet. I mean who wouldn't feel better doing that!?

I know I think too much. I worry about things that I shouldn't and don't worry about the things that I probably should. I wish it was Friday. Britt has something to tell me on Friday. She told me this yesterday..Who does that?! I have a secret but can't tell you til Friday.  Grrrrrrr

Anyway...I'm just waiting on this guy and then I'll see what my body tells me to do next :) Happy Wednesday.

The Littles and the Bigs

We have four dogs. Two yellow labs that we call the "Bigs" and two miniature long haired dachshunds that we call the "littles". Real names are Scout, Dakota, DJ, and Dexter. They all get along very well and LOVE to have me follow them around with the camera...they do. No really..they DO! I asked them. Ok, well Scout actually said he didn't care one way or another. Dakota said she liked it when she was in every shot, DJ didn't stop running around long enough to answer my question and Dexter said it was fine as long as I didn't take his toys away...seeeeeee They love it!

The Next Ten Years

I was flipping channels on the TV tonight and heard a woman talking about where she wanted to be in 10 years. She said just by putting it out there and thinking about it you are closer to making it become real.

I've always hated the question "where do you see yourself in ten years" because I never really could see myself and after turning 40 and having an emotional break down because none of the things I thought would be happening in my life had happened I just quit thinking beyond today. I do know that life is short and we need to make every day count. But maybe we do also need a plan...

Where did I think I'd be at 42? I thought I'd have the nice house with the white picket fence with a dog, cat, two children, two cars, husband, never really thought much about what either of us would be doing to make a living. Where would I like to be at 52? I'd like to be writing, raising a child or children, enjoying life with Vic, hanging out with Britt,working with the homeless or an animal shelter or being a foster mom again ...I'd like to be doing those things NOW...I would have liked to have been doing them 10 years ago. How do I make them happen? Find a sperm donor? Win the lottery? What is holding me back?

I feel a calling that is bigger than me. I am always on the side of the under dog. I admire people so much that make a difference to others...I want to do that. I don't know where or how to start. I am my own worst enemy. Tomorrow is another day..I will try harder. My brain is tired tonight.

American Pride in Venice Florida

Today I drove around Venice FL and took pictures of the flag. It was fun and I was proud that so many people fly the flag on a random Sunday in June..not just for the 4th of July or Memorial Day or Veteran's Day..

In my backpack..

On a perfect day I'd have a backpack. In my backpack I'd have: 
1.a camera, maybe even an under water camera.
2.A sandwich to nibble on in case I got hungry.
3.A towel to sit on or dry off with if I choose to go into the water.
4.My cell phone to text or call my family or Vic to share my wonderful adventure.
5.Some sunscreen so I wouldn't hurt later.
6.My debit card in case I stopped for ice cream.
7.My new pink Siesta Key hat because it's just too cute to leave at home.
8. A zip lock bag to collect shells, sharks teeth and any other little treasures that I would find.
9.An open heart to take it all in.

Fathers Day

What an amazing day at the beach today! We got there around 11 a.m. The weather was perfect and the water was even better! It was so clear we could see the fish swimming. The snorkeling was so relaxing I could have stayed uner all afternoon! We even had the treat of seeing a family of manatees swim right in front of us. Casey Key Beach in Nokomis Florida is one of my favorite beaches.

Friday Flip Off 6/18/10

I saw some of the most wonderful posts this morning called Friday Flip Offs! It is a great way to give a big flip off (giving the bird) to things that annoyed you over the week so you can be rid of them once and for all and enjoy your weekend..at least that is what I'm hoping it does for me!

1. Kathie Griffin...stop talking over people! I watched Andy Cohen live after my Bethany's getting married, show last nite and she would ask Andy a question and then talk right over him...very annoying. She can be funny, but for the most part she comes off to me as obnoxious and I'd much rather hear what Andy  had to say.

2. Sarasota Cancer Center..for having the compassion of a stick this past week when I went with my sister and her Fiance to have their first meeting with the doctor. Silly me assumed they would be more aware of the fears and questions a new patient would have and spend a little time explaining what is going on. The doctor literally said "I'm going to call it pancreatic cancer" and then told them he couldn't answer any questions until next week after some blood work came back..wtf? How about at least saying don't go look this up online because it's scary as hell reading what you will find. Or why you are going to call it that verses any other kind of cancer. Dip wad!

3.BP...for making me worry everyday about oil reaching our beautiful beaches here in Sarasota County.

Whew, I feel better already!

A blog about blogging

As I was working on my blogs and trying to find a place to put them, I read a lot of other peoples blogs. The style that people write in really stood out to me. Some are always funny or always serious, some stay true to writing about one subject. Some write from their dogs point of view. I find those really cute but honestly my dogs are not the best at channeling thru me to write a blog. They are like the dog in the movie "UP" and will start telling me what to write and then...SQUIRREL!~

I really like my friend Serena's blog. OK technically she is Vic's friend but I think I can call her friend too, is that OK Serena? So anyway..I like her muted colors, I love the pictures she puts with her blogs, I like the overall appearance  and her style of writing. Vic tells me that she has always been that way and that is one of the things that has always stood out about her writing. It's small, not a lot of words but the words that are there are deep. Blogs that make you think.
Consistent. In comparison, my blogs are all over the chart. My blogs are much like my thinking, when I'm in a dark place I write poetry, when I'm angry I write about situations, when I'm bored and want to just write I write about my life/pets/events around me. Sometimes they are colorful blogs with pretty pictures about what I am writing about and other times I just stick a picture of Scout up in the corner because I think he's so darn cute. I guess that is what makes blogging so interesting to me, all of the different styles of blogging.

I get lots of ideas about things I'd like to blog about. During the day I will be doing something and catch myself thinking "oh i need to blog about that!". I love watching the video blogs on youtube. I've tried doing a few of those but I really hate being in front of the camera. Here is an attempt :


I'm much  more comfortable behind the camera taking the videos and on the computer writing the blogs, vs face to face...Anyway........... Back to Blogging...

Siesta Key Beach

And then came Scout...

I had always had a dog growing up. In fact, the dog I had was born the same month as I was so we were always the same age. Her name was "toot". 

 Toot was a beagle mix and was a part of our family until I was in high school. New Years Day of my Freshman year in high school my dad had the awful job of taking her to the vet to be put down. She was sick and just getting worse.  We were both 15 years old.

Over the years there were other dogs that came and went. In my early twentys I breed Dalmations. I lost them in the divorce, then got them back, then had to give them up to a friend in Englewood because they were too much for me to take care of and the place I was moving to would not take pets. I went to visit them a few times. The female died a few years later from getting into anti-freeze, after that I didnt keep tabs any more.

Life went on and about 6 years ago I started thinking of getting another dog. I had just had my heart broken by the foster care system.  I was an emergency care foster mom to babies and toddlers and saying good bye to them was hurting my heart too much. I wanted one I could keep. My husband at the time did not want more children (he had three with a previous wife). So, we compromised and started looking for a dog.

Almost as soon as we put the thought out into the universe my mom called me. She had a tenant that had a yellow labrador that needed a new home. She had allergies , she said. Later I would come to figure out it was probably more a case of the new boyfriend not liking the dog, because she kept her other smaller dogs.

One afternoon shortly after that call they drove up in a convertible with a big smiling yellow lab in the back seat. We were introduced to "Scout". I believe he was about 6 months old at the time.  I was in love!

When he turned one, I ordered a tux from ebay and had a birthday party for him with some of our neighbors and their dogs. My best friend Lisa even ordered him a cake from a doggie bakery in Sarasota! He was getting just a little bit spoiled.

A few years later we would add Dakota to the family and then last year Dexter and DJ joined us. I think with four dogs we are done! The house has never been messier and it's very hard to fit all four in the jeep, although we have done it! They loved going to the beach together and we hope to do it again soon.

What a great life we have with our fur children!

This is my little fur girl Dakota. In a house full of boy dogs she is the only girl. Everything about her is girly. She wears a pink collar, she crosses her legs (as seen above). She gets her feelings hurt and pouts. She is most possibly the smartest of all of our dogs. Even spelling words like "beach"  or "treat" doesnt work around her,she knows exactly what they mean. Even if I skip the conversation of where we are going, as soon as the coolor and flip flops come out she is jumping at the door and ready to go!

She is four now (I'm going to have to check her records, I could be off a year) and loving being a big sister to the newest members of the family , DJ and Dexter, the dachshunds.

Sex in The City 2

We just saw Sex in the City part 2 last nite. I LOVED it. I stayed entertained all 2 1/2 hours. Just like part one I could have kept watching long after it ended.
Everything from the music to the shots of NYC and the clothes and shoes..did I mention the shoes!!! It was all just perfect and bright and sparkly. I found myself smiling throughout the entire movie. Vic thought this show lacked the emotional ties that the first one had. There really were no sad scenes that played at your heart strings and some of the lines seemed a bit forced funny, but I still loved it! The gay wedding was awesome!! I wanted to be there. If I had not seen Liza's name in the opening credits I would have sworn it wasn't her up there singing! Can you say "plastic surgery?"

I've never really had a desire to visit the middle east but this movie made it look glamours and so beautiful! I could just imagine the smells and colors of the little market place they visit in Abu Dhabi.

The reviews I've read on the movie have been bad, but for me it was a great date night movie night. Like the first time I saw Sex in the City, there were only maybe 4-5 men in the theatre, definitely not your "macho" type movie, so good luck on getting your husbands to go with you but grab a few girlfriends and I'm sure you'll enjoy the movie!

Being a Libra

To me, being a Libra is almost like the joke "I'm a schizophrenic, and so am I." I can see both sides to almost every issue and feel strongly for both sides. It makes it hard sometimes to choose a side or make decisions. I see the good and bad on both sides, but can often not recognize which side is the better side to be on. The dreaded scales make most things equal to me.

It makes life challenging for those around me I am sure because it would appear that I can not make a decision and they are left always having to choose. An example..Do you want to go the movies tonight? My mind jumps into this line of thinking..."Oh a movie sounds like fun, I'll get milk duds and we'll get to enjoy the movie on a big screen", oh wait..that means I have to get dressed up and be away from the furchildren, a movie in front of the TV in comfy sweats would be nice! but wait..maybe Vic really wants to get out of the house and I should say yes to the movie because it's date night and we have not been out in a while, dinner sounds nice we would do that too, but wait maybe Vic would rather sit home after a long week at work and is just asking because I said something about a movie a few weeks ago"......you get the idea. I would enjoy doing either actually but I really have to force myself to say one over the other.

I'm not sure I totally believe in astrology and all of that stuff but what I've read about Libras for the most part I fit in with quite well. Vic is a Libra too and I don't think we are all that alike but we are very compatible.

I am impressed with people that know exactly what they want and go after it. I have a vague idea of how I want my life to be but usually don't have a clue as to what I need to do to get it there (besides playing the lottery and crossing my fingers). When it came time to choose a major for college it was way too overwhelming. I could see myself doing everything and didn't have the passion to do anything..hard place to be in. I choose something my mom loved, Interior Design and felt maybe it would work because it was a creative field and to be honest the two year program sounded better to me than going another four years of school. From very early on my parents were told by my teachers that I probably would not have a typical "woman's" job, I would do something that got my hands dirty or was typically more of a "mans" job.

Interior Design was fun but once again there were too many choices. If I was left with a blank room I could see doing everything from shabby chic to very high tech contemporary. This is a problem. I loved working with blue prints, making renderings and wandering around the merchandise mart in Atlanta but actually working with clients that couldn't make up their minds and looked to me for help wasn't something I could feel very confident about. Can't you just see it now "What do you think about putting a black leather chair in the corner" , Well that would be nice and comfortable, but it also may be nice to have a plant there, or nothing, or a table..or...or...and so on"

Another trait that I'm going to blame on being a Libra is the feeling that I may miss out on something. I have a ton of cds and even an ipod but by not listening to the radio I may miss out on some new song or important news announcement. I am also not one to leave the TV on one channel. I have driven many a person crazy with my constant trip thru all of the channels on the TV.

Ok I think I have shared enough of my short comings for the day..What is your sign and does it fit?

My younger sister

If you met us seperately you would perhaps not know we were sisters and never guess we were friends. She drinks, smokes, has piercings and tattoos, is a free spirit and one of the funniest people you'll ever meet. I, on the other hand am shy, I can't stand cigarette smoke, I rarely drink, my tattoo and piercings are in places you'd never see them and I'm quiet and only wish I had half the balls she does!

I am four years older than she is. We played together growing up and for the most part got along. When we would fight, my dad , being the funny guy he is, would make us sit holding hands or something like that until we made up. It must have worked, we survived our childhood without killing each other.

When I was a sophmore in high school I went to Europe for the summer and when I came back she had grown up on me. She was dating,(one of my ex boyfriends!) getting into trouble and starting to turn into someone that I didn't know anymore. We moved to Florida that summer and things just got worse.

Her teenage years were very hard on her and while she was in and out of programs and such we didn't spend much time together. For many years her life sort of spun out of control. It was awful to feel so helpless. She had given up on herself but I never gave up on her.

About 5 or 6 years ago she was looking for a job thinking no one would hire her because of her past. At the time I owned a furniture store and felt like I should give her a chance...what happened next is that we worked together every day for 5 or so years. In that time period we had one or two fights..and I'll be the first to say they were my fault. I am not always the easiest person to work with...but we learned what buttons not to push with each other and more than anyone else we know how to calm each other down.

We became best friends. I love my sister so much that I feel her pain, I ache for her knowing the regrets she holds in her heart. I wish everyone knew her heart the way I do. She is such a special girl and although sometimes tough on the outside Ive never met a more nurturing, pure person.

I make fun of her for taking thousands of pictures of orbs in her house, the way she makes fun of me for fretting over my dogs. She said she knew for sure I was gay one day because of how I over react to any injury my dogs have. That cracked me up.

She is such a good sport..more so than me. I have tormented and teased her only like a big sister can and she just laughs and goes on without ever thinking of how she can get me back.

I miss the furniture store because it was such a huge part of our life together. We played skipbo and Phase 10 almost everyday that we worked together. We laughed until we peed our pants..ok ok only I did that, and we learned how to trust each other in a way that perhaps would not have happened without those years working together.

She is facing a difficult road ahead of her right now as she helps her partner of the last 6-7 (?) years fight cancer. As much as my heart goes out to him and his family, it also goes out to her because I know how much he means to her and what a special relationship they have.

I love you Britty...you are not alone.

Pups at Work

My babies back in Dec 2009. Wow has the puppy grown now..he's longer and bigger than his dad Dexter! Fun looking back on this..I love my dachshunds!

Testing my mailing list

This blog is more of an experiment than anything. I want to see of the google group mailing list thingy I had to sign up for will really work to notify my followers that I did a new blog. Funny that a blog site wouldn't include that feature but it appears that you can only set it to send to 10 people. I sure hope more than 10 people see my blogs...the attention whore that I am..ha!

So anyway.....it's a beautiful day here on Siesta Key. The beach is calling my name but I still have a few more hours of work and then I'll be home and not feel like getting back out. What a shame that is! I look out my living room window at the gorgeous sky and just know that the sunset on the beach must be amazing but by then I've already lost the bra and most likey put on boxers and flip flops...my going out hours are long gone.

Until the next blog....keep smiling!

Surfers in Venice, Florida 10-18-09

New Blog Site

I have spent most of the day setting up this blog and getting to know this blog site. I think that I am going to like it here! I am able to add music, pick my colors...although I'd like to make my own background picture, maybe I'll figure that part out later, change my fonts and add links to other sites that I enjoy. So far I think blogger.com and I are a pretty good fit.


I think I am done playing around with it for the day. More to come later.

The camera I use for everything..my videos, my photos, my memories!

Pelican Alley is a little hidden treasure in Nokomis FL right before the bridge that gets you over to Nokomis Beach. I've been going there since the late 80's but until recently my visits were spread out years apart.
I discovered the sea food chowder a few years ago and have been back many times since just to have that!
Pelican Alley can be reached by boat or car. I don't recall ever coming by boat, but I do remember passing it by and thinking about it.
You can eat outside or dine in, I've done both. This past week I took some friends from Oregon right before we crossed over the bridge for the drum circle. The sea food chowder was delicious and just enough to fill me up!