Showing posts with label ocean isle beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ocean isle beach. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Lost pictures from Ocean Isle Beach

Holy shit, I thought that I had lost these food pictures from vacation! In no particular order, here is some stuff that we ate while at Ocean Isle Beach.



I'll give you one guess as to who ordered chicken fingers with fries...



Tony and I had breakfast near the pier, at The Breakers. It's a cute little diner/arcade/ice cream shop. Pet peeve: I hate it when home fries are referred to as hash browns. These potatoes were listed as hash browns on the menu.


Ice cream!




Connor almost made himself sick eating his ice cream sundae.



I think that Connor ordered these at Cineli's.


This is definitely from Cineli's.




Fettuccine Alfredo with chicken.




Meatballs! These meatballs are almost as big as my mom's.... uhm... head.



In a shocking turn of events, Connor ordered chicken parmesan. He didn't care for it.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Vacation Pictures


Connor's favorite ice cream place in Ocean Isle... Okay, it's the only ice cream shop on the island. All of the ice cream is homemade and really delicious.



Waves.



Me and Ian.



Tony, self portrait.



Aqua Man, Ian

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Dick's Last Resort @ North Myrtle Beach


Here's a restaurant where you the servers treat you like shit and do their best to embarrass you during your dining experience. And you love every minute of it because it's hilarious.



Your visit begins with the server throwing your silverware on the table and saying "what the hell do you want to drink?" This is followed by additional personal insults and plastic bibs being tied on each diner in unconventional ways.



Of course there is food. The food is good, not great, but good. The menu features items such as wings, ribs, hamburgers, peel and eat shrimp, and nachos.



At some point, the server makes a hat for each diner with various insults written on each. Ian's said "My butt itches and my fingers smell like poop"! He later trader for Connor's hat which read "I pooped my pants."

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Ocean Isle Beach - Dinner at Sharky's

Our first dinner out while on vacation. Ian has taken to posing as either Dr. Evil (as seen here) or as Jeff Hardy (the professional wrestler) when I take his picture. I must prefer the former over the latter. He had a hot dog for dinner.


Unfortunately, my mom developed a shellfish allergy a couple of years ago and this prevented her from eating anything worth a damn while we were away. She and Steve opted for pizza.


Check out Tony's awesome shirt.

Here's my dinner. It was awful. I ordered breaded scallops and shrimp. The scallops were slimy. The shrimp was on the level of Red Lobster, but not as good.

Connor had hot wings.


Tony and his pretty shirt had a steak, onion rings, mashed potatoes, and grilled veggies.

Endless Hours of Fun






































Connor really likes football and he really likes to swim. Us vacationing adults really like to sit in the pool and drink cold beverages. What happens when these worlds collide? We sit in the shallow end of the pool and throw the football towards the deep-end while Connor leaps in the air to catch it. Good times, good times.
 
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