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Another day, another scenic coastal drive.

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Through Narragansett…

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And under the remnants of its once famous casino.

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Down to the end of a peninsula, an area called Galilee.

You can see Jerusalem from there.

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No, I wasn’t kidding.

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Our destination was George’s.

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A seafood restaurant with a water view.

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Lunch off season left us with the place pretty much to ourselves….

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So I settled in with a perfectly refreshing Spring Sangria…

grey goose l’orange vodka, st. germain, pineapple, white wine, club soda

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Husband started with garlicky mussels..

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And I had Rhode Island clam chowder, which is pretty much the same as New England clam chowder… rich, creamy and delicious.

Before long a few locals joined us at the bar.

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Since the gentleman closest to me was wearing a Marine Corps hat, a conversation began. These two men had been friends since they were in elementary school. They married local girls, went to war and came back home to raise families.

We bought their drinks.

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As we watched the Block Island ferry come into port.

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My crab stuffed shrimp with garlic butter roasted baby potatoes and broccolini was divine.

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As was the husband’s shrimp scampi.

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After eating, serious storytelling commenced.

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I left them to it and wandered outside to enjoy the view.

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You can always tell when a fishing boat has taken on bait.

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They have a dedicated seagull following.

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