|"Ya want some of this? Oysters Rockefeller."|
My friend "The Cajun" invited me to a birthday lunch today. In years past we used to treat each other to lunch on our birthdays. However, the past few years (the time goes by so fast), we've missed a few birthdays.
A few days ago I was talking to The Cajun on FaceTime (he's on my growing list of FaceTime contacts) and he invited me to lunch with him today at The Henlopen Oyster House in Rehoboth Beach. Of course, non fish eater than I am, I immediately responded "I don't eat fish." He said "Get an hamburger then!" Well folks, I did get a hamburger and I have to tell you it was probably the best hamburger I've ever had since we moved to Delaware seven years ago. Will wonders never cease? I think the secret ingredient was FRESH HAMBURGER and not the usual frozen patties which is a whole different animal.
So here is an accounting of my little adventure today to meet The Cajun for lunch. I was to meet him at 12:30. I only live ten miles from Rehoboth, a straight shot (well, not really, probably a "gay" shot but I digress) up the infamous Route 1. This is the off season so I thought "No problematico." HA! Little did I take into account today is the DAY AFTER BLACK FRIDAY and I had to drive past all the outlet malls on Route 1. Plus this is "Shop Local Day" so everybody and their grandmother is out of their houses and in Rehoboth. IT TOOK ME FORTY-FIVE MINUTS TO MAKE THE TEN MILE RIDE FROM MY HOME TO REHOBOTH BEACH.
The Cajun had suggested to me to save a seat for him if I got to the restaurant early. HA! By the time I parked and braved the cold wind and gray skies to Wilmington Avenue, I was already five minutes late. Here is what I saw waiting for me as I entered The Henlopen Oyster House (yes, I stopped to take a photo but as anyone who knows me knows I take a LOT of photos, something one has to tolerate with moi). One does have to be patient with me (but it's worth it folks!)
|Waiting for |
Our hunky waiter came by and asked us if we were ready to order. Again, another GOOD sign. Restaurants, you want good business straight and gay? Hire hunky, friendly waiters (and waitresses) but mainly WAITERS. We gay guys (and straight women) like eye candy too you know. Who cares about the straight men? They can go to Hooters down the street. It's refreshing to go to a restaurant that appreciates at least HALF of the clientele would like to see good-looking men waiting on them. Just saying.
|Two of the help at The Oyster House. Easy on the eyes..…front or back.|
|Me and The Cajun|
Time to order. Since it was my birthday I ordered a festive (as The Cajun often says) drink, this time an Eggnog Martini. Slurp! Slurp! It was most wonderful and did give me the proper giddy buzz for which I am well known in these parts.
Then time to order. I ordered the hamburger.
|Hamburger and Fries - my usual|
But the best thing about our lunch today? Seeing my old friend The Cajun. Thank you The Cajun! A most enjoyable lunch.
|The Henlopen Oyster House 50 Wilmington Avenue, Rehoboth Beach, DE|