Today we decided to do something educational…like a factory tour. This being Cape Cod, the nearest factory was the Cape Cod Potato Chip Company. Well darn. We had to go.
I’d show you pictures, but they STRONGLY warn against taking pictures on the tour. They don’t even sell tour pics. But you can watch the tour here: http://www.capecodchips.com/visitors/factorytour.aspx
Naturally, they have a gift shop. Naturally, they have new flavors for sale there. Naturally we had to try them ALL.
We estimate we’ll have to consume a bag a day, since we probably won’t have room for them in our carry on bags. Consider it our contribution to science. Reviews will be forthcoming. So far we’ve tried the Sea Salt & Pepper and Five Cheese flavors. The SS&P flavor has a bit of a bite to it, but would be fantastic with a burger. The Chese one is good, but after a while the cheese flavor seems to subside.
Snacks in hand, we set off for our next stop, which deserves a post of its own–and will get one shortly. Then we decided to find a lighthouse and headed for Chatham. Along the way we stopped here for . . .
. . . admired these:
and this . . .
Then learned we were in a local hot spot for lobster rolls. This, btw, is a lobster roll:
Big chunks of lobster in a light mayo sauce with a few herbs on a buttery, buttery bun.
SO good. So very, very good.
But never mind, we had a lighthouse to see! Fortunately we have Lee, the Aussie guy in the GPS unit. UNfortunately, Lee has no clue where the Chatham light is. He thought he did, mind you, but when he said “arriving at Chatham Light, on left” we were in front of somebody’s house. So we chunked Lee in the glove box and found the light on our own–not without several scenic detours, but what the heck.
And as a bonus, we saw seals by the seashore. (Try saying that five times fast!) They were too far away for a picture, but there were a bunch of them. (Herd? Pod? School? Bark? What does one call a mess of seals?) We fed quarters into the big viewfinder things and saw them gambol in the waves.
Afterwards, we toured the town on foot, shopping our way up and down the street. There’s a Ben Franklin in Chatham! I haven’t seen one of those since my childhood. And we saw this:
Which just goes to show that perception is everything. Where I’m from, what they call here the “rebellion” is known as the “War of Northern Aggression”. But maybe that explains the yard ornament at this place:
Now I perceive it’s time to stop this post and move on. After all, I have potato chips to eat.