We spent a bit of time trying to figure out how to get our bicycles over (under? through?) the Chesapeake Bay Tunnel. You aren't allowed to ride it. Others have held placards for rides, etc. I found one guy who claimed that you could call the tunnel people (hmmm sounds a bit like H. G. Wells) and for the price of the toll, they would toss you into a pickup and take you across. Now that has all changed.
At the family Christmas gathering my sister brought her usual homemade Bailey's. But she had it in two new fancy bottles that she got after Christmas in Williamsburg. My niece, who was joining the Iron Bailey's competition, brought hers in an old plastic milk jug. By the end of the taste guzzling 'er tasting contest my brother and I had changed our route.
We are still crossing the Delaware Bay on the Lewes Ferry. But now we are going to swing over to the mainland via either Tangier or Smith Island so we can hit Williamsburg. I have never been there so I don't know what to expect. I know it is a working colonial village, but that is about it. I guess I'll have to find out late this coming August. But it appears that the main objective is to purchase some fancy bottles for my niece to even out the contest.
I guess there could be worse tasks. And it certainly would require a Bailey's rematch.
Oh, and the judging? My sister's was judged more traditional. Different, but similar to the stuff you buy in the stores. My niece's had a sweet edge. We though it made a good after dinner drink. So of course another round will be required in the future to find a clear winner.
I did forget one thing. My sister was challenged ala Iron Chef to concoct more (of course we had run out) on the spur of the moment. She flew through my kitchen grabbing 1/2x1/2, coffee, 2/3 of my Bushmill's Irish Whiskey, etc. Although somewhere along the way, my son-in-law spilled a bunch of 1/2x1/2 down the front of the counters, the effort paid off. At least I think it did.
Peachy helped me clean up pretty well although she went to bed around 11PM. I think I finally got the kitchen 1/2 way presentable sometime between 12AM and 1AM Sunday morning.
