Not quite what I was thinking about

Yesterday when I mentioned going out to eat, I imagined a nice sit-down meal in a local restaurant. Then, today, when I leafed through Connecticut Magazine (comes courtesy of a donation to CPTV), I noticed in the "Best of 2013" mention of English-style fish and chips from Sea Swirl - a local soft-serve ice cream and clam shack just down the road.

 
A somewhat unexpected answer to my problem.







The fish and chips were good - we took our own silverware and wine in travel cups, not knowing what the rules might be.

But the location ... across from the bank, was hardly high-class -

And the sunset had to contend with railway lines and water towers  - hardly a "Best of Connecticut"!

I mustn't forget my quest, having made the commitment. Here is a photo of the top end of my cast where the stockinette sleeve against my leg rolls over the sharp edge of the fiberglass.

... onwards to tomorrow!