So after 3 utterly amazing days of music, sun, and sand, we were ready to close out the festival in style. Sunday night's headliner was the Dave Matthews Band. Given that I haven't enjoyed DMB since they saved me from an ill-advised R&B and rap phase in the mid-90s, I wasn't excited about Sunday night at all. Until the gang decided that we'd have our farewell dinner that night.
After watching the sun go down over the water to the dulcet sounds of The Flaming Lips performing Dark Side of the Moon, L & I headed back to the condo for a little pre-dinner beverage or two, while E, G, and J ran across the beach to catch DMB. J, actually being a DMB fan, stayed for their whole set. E & G stayed for a couple songs and then headed back to join L & me for a beer or two on the balcony. We had decided that since DMB ended at 11 p.m., we were going to shoot to get to dinner right as the set ended and J was going to meet us there when she was done.
Later that evening, we meandered from our condo to our destination: The Steamer. Let's talk about The Steamer. It is, as you would imagine, a seafood restaurant. But, for all of you who claim to only like seafood when it's fried, you're out of luck. The Steamer only offers baked, steamed, grilled, or raw food. Sold.
There were 5 of us, so we ordered quite a bit of food and shared most of it. We had 18 baked oysters, smoked tuna dip, one pound of mussels, 6 snow crab clusters, and 1 1/2 pounds of royal reds. Plus new potatoes, corn, sausage, and slaw.
|Everything listed above, except 1 crab cluster and 1/2 pound of royal reds.|
|These were the Rockefeller Oysters.|
|Trust me, this looks like a lot less food than it actually is.|
By the time we finished, and we made a valiant effort and had very few leftovers, we were so stuffed we could barely walk home. Just to give you an idea, here's the "after" shot:
|We filled two of those buckets in the center, and had leftover shells and such on our plates.|