Showing posts with label Jolly Roger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jolly Roger. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 29, 2023

Non-sun or sky vacation pictures, mostly food... er, ice cream

 More beach vacation pictures, haha. One day we went mini golfing. It's cheaper to go in the heat of the day, and we were meeelllllting for sure. It's always a good time, though, even if Dada won. Again.



I love critters. Small crabs and shore birds. 💚



No trip to the OBX would be complete without stopping at Booty Treats. Yes, even though the line is half an hour long or more. Yes, even though we go every year. Yes, even when we order the same exact thing as last time. It's tradition, and it's delicious! Get your own because nobody wants to share...








Thing Two, actually outside and chillin'!


We hadn't been for years, but this time we decided to go eat at the Jolly Roger. If you've never been, BE FOREWARNED: their pancakes are HUMUNGOUS. And plentiful. So get some to share, or plan your breakfasts for the rest of your vacation according to the leftovers. 


Yes, they can come with ice cream. And as this is my family, that's what they got, naturally. Another tip: rescue the pancakes underneath the pile so that the ice cream doesn't soften ALL of them and you'll enjoy them later. Nobody could finish their entire stack.







Their other foods are also yummy and, of course, there are Shenanigans to be had...

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Jolly Roger on Jockey's Ridge




Some of you know that Dada's been bitten by the auction bug. He found the above Jolly Roger kite at an auction and we actually remembered to take it to the beach with us.

 There was a sticky moment when we were ready to head to dinner with Maudie and wanted to hit Jockey's Ridge afterwards and needed the kite... and a piece was missing.

 After searching high and low, we stuffed the kite into the car and had to leave or we'd be late for our dinner date with the birthday girl (Miss Maudie turned 87 and was taking us out to dinner!). As we pulled out of the driveway and headed down the street, Dada's eagle eyes spotted the missing support in the driveway. Amazingly, it was intact, so we popped it into the car and proceeded with our evening.


Liam was very into the whole kite-flying experience. The rest of us enjoyed the sand, the zillions of other kites, the sunset. 


(I don't remember what Lainie's shirt advertised, but the back reads, "Don't ask locals for directions... they're lost one colony already!")