A One-Night Stand
Why not, I replied. He'd done all the work, found the place, the hotel, the attractions. All we had to do was show up. So I told Joe I was taking him away for an overnight on Sunday and not to ask where.
Tom had found a state park that had a larger beach where swimming was encouraged, as well as a shady grassy meadow overlooking the beach. There we had a lovely picnic of fruit, cheese, veggies and yogurt, and Joe and I observed while the rest of them went to the beach.
At three o'clock we were able to check into our hotel. Anastasia helped Nate take his nap, while the rest of us cooled off in the pool. Then it was off to get dinner. We'd heard a lot about the Crab Deck in Grasonville, but when we got there, the wait was 1-1/2 hours or more and Nate wasn't the only one who found that intolerable. Across the parking lot was the Fisherman's Inn, owned by the same people with practically the same menu. We feared the wait would be the same, but seating was immediate. The place was lovely with a huge collection of oyster plates lining the walls, and a model train running around the ceiling -- this kept Tom and Nate amused for quite a while. I don't believe I've ever tasted better calamari. And that was just the appetizer. I always get rockfish when I find it on a menu and this place did not disappoint. Oh, what a dinner! And when the waitress, sweet Megan, pressed us to have dessert, we selected a piece of coconut custard pie with four forks. Heavenly!
Well, yes, of course we had to eat together one more time. Joe and I introduced the others to our favorite restaurant in Annapolis and it certainly met with their approval. Soon after lunch it was time to part ways and head off in our separate directions, promising to do it again. And again.