I was inspired by fellow blogger Amy Kane last week when she took an afternoon jaunt out to Woodman's in Essex. We usually take the Ipswich, Gloucester, Rockport drive once or twice a winter. With Willie off to the grandparent's to harass their big dog, we were off on a lazy afternoon drive. It's a good distance, nice scenery, and bonus, the first stop is the Choate Bridge Pub in Ipswich. I love this place. It's a gritty, local hangout which is always packed, and has the best burgers. South Beach diet? What? Forget it. Where else can you get a half pound handmade burger on an onion roll? And drinks that, well, after one you'll be saying "Winter? What winter?" Cheaper than therapy.
Fortified by a margarita (or two) we cruised down to Rockport (ironically the dry town) to take a walk. My ears were freezing! 
Kenny says this is the most photographed boat house around in the little harbor at Rockport.
And then there's the mystery of the drive--this bus by a restaurant on the way. I've never seen anyone at this place (and neither has Kenny) but it still appears to be open every time we go by. I may have to take another trip to investigate this one.
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