We had a strong storm Monday night, and that is always exciting when you are living oceanfront. The wind flings water against the windows and you don't know whether it is rain or ocean - it just tastes a little salty on your lips. All of these houses are built on tall wooden piers, and you have the feeling that the house is wobbling just a little and might simply sail away off its foundation into Currituck Sound.
This morning it looked like rain again (and showers came and went most of the day). So I went to my "local gym" as I have in past years - the Barrier Island Fitness Center in Kitty Hawk - while Martha did some shopping.
Then, since we were already down south in Kitty Hawk, we rambled south along Highway 158 for lunch at another of our favorite places, the Outer Banks Brewing Station, which advertizes itself as the first wind-powered brewery in the country. It's tall 80-foot windmill - which took five years for the Kitty Hawk Board of Commissioners to approve - produces 10 kw of electricity in a 30 mph wind, and the wind is always blowing out here!
The other notable thing about the Brewing Station is that, besides its good beer, it also provides delicious food, not just your ordinary "pub grub." Martha had a delicious crab cake sandwich with corn relish, and I had a salad topped with seared tuna - delicious!
We had dinner at the best seafood restaurant in the Outer Banks, Martha's kitchen - sauteed fresh shrimp from our favorite local seafood purveyor, Dockside 'N Duck.
These folks are so friendly! It turns out that the manager has been to Highlands (wedding at Old Edwards Inn), and hails originally from Monticello Road in Weaverville, a location we know well and not far from our home before we moved to Highlands.
And for the evening? My good book - a brand-new Inspector Wexford mystery, and it is starting to get interesting!
Why, exactly, was the next-door-neighbor having tea indoors for nearly an hour when he originally told police he had been outside in the garden for the whole period of time when the vicar was being murdered next-door? Hmmm . . .
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