So the lovely path through the park brought us to downtown Plymouth and the harbor.
It’s a pretty spot.
And at low tide you get a really good view of the rock retaining wall.
There were more scallop shells…
And piers..
And a statue of the Governor who spelled Plymouth with the ‘i’ that drove me crazy the entire time we were touring the Plantation.
Seriously… it was painful.
But then…
In the distance…
In the middle of what appeared to be a mausoleum…
Surrounded by pillars and wrought iron gates….
And guarded by a Ranger was…
Are you ready for what everyone who visits Plymouth Massachusetts has to see?
Brace yourself.
Here it comes….
The one, the only….
Plymouth Rock!
Yup.
That’s it.
I can’t say I really even knew what I was expecting…. but I’m pretty sure it was more than this.
To be honest, it was a rather bizarre experience. You know you have to find it, you know you have to see it, you know you have to photograph it (though I resisted the selfies some people took) …. but when you finally sidle up to the railing and look down?
Okay, it’s a rock.
And we all know I have a soft spot for rocks, but…
But alas, that’s all there was.
The Ranger told us they had to protect what was left because for years people would come and chip and chisel pieces from it for keepsakes. My first thought was, you should have started sooner.
So there you have it.
We came.
We saw.
We photographed the most famous rock in America.
Plymouth, Massachusetts.
They have a park…. for a rock.
Ya gotta love this country!
And now… for my oh, not so patient food photo people.
Liquid refreshment at the East Bay Grille in Plymouth.
A wonderful restaurant with a view, potent cocktails and seriously good food.
I started with Risotto Balls.
And as balls go? They were top notch.
After a pomegranate martini, I went for the Autumn Punch. It sounds sweet, but the tart cranberry and acidic orange juice cut it perfectly.
The husband went with some kind of saucy fish…. blame the martini, but I don’t remember which…. brown rice and grilled butternut squash.
While I…
Can you guess?
Cognac cream sauce?
Ooh la la!
And yes, of course we had dessert.
New York style cheesecake for the hubs.
And a mouthwatering mountain of Tiramisu for yours truly.
It’s a shame we were only in Plymouth for one day because I could easily have eaten there every night.
Vacation Day 3 officially over.
Only 5 more to go!
No worries, at this rate it will only take a few more weeks worth of posts.
River's world..... 
I’m not going to lie, Plymouth Rock was kinda disappointing, but a rock none the less. Now steak in a peppered cognac cream sauce, now there you had me at COGNAC, lol.
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It was an utterly disappointing specimen. Thankfully booze soaked steak saved the day…
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I felt the same about the rock. I blame children’s books, which illustrate it with a rock half the height of the Mayflower.
Also underwhelmed by the size of The Alamo. By the time I’d saw The Alamo, I’d already seen a dozen enormous Spanish forts and churches along the southeast coast.
I would have chosen the old fashioned thinking your drink might be too sweet, so I chuckled a bit when you said it wasn’t. I totally knew what you’d order, and given the cognac cream sauce, I’m sure you decided quickly!
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The rock was disappointing… the dinner was not. As for selection, there wasn’t even a second choice!
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So glad you followed your rock photo with food pics otherwise i would have felt cheated. Tiramisu, risotto balls… 🤤
Is that a straw in your coffee??? 🤔
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I don’t drink coffee, but yes…. there was a straw like stirrer in the husband’s.
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Phew! I thought for a moment there someone drank hot coffee through a straw. Some new craze I didn’t know of.
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The steak and those mashed look so good. The rock? Well you have a picture.
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I do.
I certainly do….
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Maybe you should have had the potent cocktail before the chipped rock viewing. Just sayin’. Happy New Year, River! I know, like a bad penny, I’ve finally shown up. I would totes have ordered your meal right down to the dessert. Cheers.
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I don’t think even potent cocktails would have improved that rock viewing….
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I was really going to be disappointed if you didn’t get a picture of Plimouth Rock…
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You should know me better by now!
😉
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The food pictures almost made up for the 95 Plymouth Rock pictures!! The food really looks good–the Rock not so good! :O)
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What? You’re satisfied with food pictures?
It’s a New Year’s miracle!!!
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It was bound to happen sooner or later!! Now if you try harder the New Year can bring more of that reaction!
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I’m disappointed in that (uhh) rock
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Understandable…. so were we!
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*Drags up a recliner, and the bar cart, and settles in for a long winter’s………………..nap? Nope, Siege.
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Sounds like a plan!
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Well, didn’t the Mayflower land on Plymouth rock? If it had been bigger I think it would have crashed on the rock and a good deal of us may not even exist. Poor Plymouth rock is getting size shamed by you people! 🙂
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Indeed.
And after all the hoopla?
Size shaming is necessary!
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The rock was very disappointing and I understand that it was recently sprayed with graffiti. The old graveyard of the pilgrims was more interesting. I will also side with you, I hate the spelling of the plantation.
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I heard that. Shame to deface a piece of history… even a disappointing piece.
😉
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Truly a shame.
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