What's the
first thing you do when you go to the beach?
I think a lot of folks would recommend to frolic – in the sand, in the
surf, in the mighty Pacific….and the good lord knows, I love to frolic. The Tottens?
We go to the beach to eat. And if
you’re going to eat in Seaside, hello The Stand! The finest made-to-order Mexican spot in all
of Seaside, Oregon – and they serve cerveza’s as well, FYI. Parker didn’t like his quesadilla, so I ate
it for him. In the picture to the right, you can tell he's thanking God for the food - see his "praise Jesus" hand? He does that for the good stuff in life...
Another
cool thing about the Stand is that it’s actually on a block that holds
significant memories for Team Totten.
Just kitty-corner is Lil’ Bayou, home of one of the 145th
best jumbalaya’s on the Oregon Coast.
Clearly, it’s not the food that makes this place memorable – the hurricanes
certainly are tasty but, again, don’t support the memory queue that much. Rather, I believe one of our first trips to Seaside
with the Hueys, this is where they learned my intolerance for waste and freely
accepted me into their family circle of friends, despite the occasional
personality faults that rear their ugly head in fragile and over-served
moments. Even better – Tiffany’s sister
and brother-in-law still actually talk to me when I see them, meaning the
damage the hurricanes inflicted either couldn’t have been as bad as I remember…OR,
Family Dees / Morris have a long-term view on friendships. Anywho, I digress.
Across the
street from The Stand is the Cleanline surf shop. When I was in high school, my best buddy
Wyatt and I would tear out of Skunk Hollow before the sun reared it’s cheery
face on any given Sunday, final destination Cleanline – the only trusted surf
shop in Seaside. We’d rent surfboards,
we’d rent body suits (well, always except once – mistake not repeated), and we’d
head south to a place called Indian Beach.
And it was magical – as magical as 46 degree water and three foot
breakers could be anyway. Still fun, and
I’ll never ever forget the excitement I got when we would finally get to
Cleanline after the drive….it’s just a deck full of good times associated with
that shop. I bought a ponch necklace and
everything – I still have it. I don’t
wear it anymore and not because the necklace isn’t cool, it’s because my neck
is significantly fatter.
I feel that I may have
gotten off track. As mentioned in v1.0,
staying so close to the promenade was really nice. A long enough walk to make it feel like you
were working off a Pork Burrito, but close enough to enforce a strong feeling
of guilt if you didn’t trek it daily.
Olive loved walking with us but was clearly more interested in the beach. It seemed like nobody was out there, so
multiple times we just let her loose off the leash and she went nuts…so much
stuff to smell! Parker didn't have as much interest in the beach - but he liked being so close to Mrs. Tots and I'm sure he enjoyed the ocean smells!
Day 1 in Seaside was perfect - Day 2 in Cannon Beach was even better....more later! Until next time, just because it smells like fish doesn't mean you'd want to eat it with chips.
dwt.
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