The next morning we woke up bright and early to get some brunch. I had heard of a place on the harbor called Gilchrist Restaurant & Marina which was, you guessed it, on the marina. It was nice to escape the boardwalk area and find a more secluded, peaceful spot. Not so secluded that we didn’t have to wait for a half hour to get a table, though. But when we sat down, the view was worth it.
I ordered their famous blueberry pancakes, which were quite yummy. We ate slowly and enjoyed the view while downing multiple cups of coffee. Perfect way to start the weekend.
Then we made our way back to our hotel to get ready for some beach time. Probably it was coming from Montauk, where the beaches are pristine and it feels like your own private secret (at least on weekdays), but the Atlantic City beach was not the most idyllic. It was very dirty and crowded, but what else can you expect from such a trafficked beach? Still, any time I can get to a beach with an ocean I am not going to complain too much.
Plus, I didn’t even have to bring my headphones because a DJ was mixing at the beach bar. I just read my magazines and chilled with my frozen beverage. Like I said, no complaints.
After we were all beached out (or my parents were, that doesn’t really happen to me) we went back to the hotel to meet my brother. He drove in from Philly, so we got ready and went back to the same mall that Buddakan was in. Yes, they have a mall on the boardwalk.
Apparently, Continental, the restaurant we went to, was another Stephen Starr restaurant. Meaning, the owner of Buddakan also owned Continental. He probably owns the entire Atlantic City Boardwalk for all I know. While we waited for our table I got more sangria!
We ate outside of the restaurant in a little courtyard area with a fireplace. It had this view of the beach:
We ordered a bunch of food, as it was family style like all(?) Stephen Starr restaurants. I only got a picture of our appetizers as we basically devoured the rest of the food. Sorry!
Yes, that is a huge pile of shoestring fries. Delicious.
After dinner, we watched fireworks going off in a town close to Atlantic City. The A.C. fireworks had been postponed to Sunday night, when we would already be gone. The mall had little areas set up next to the window with sand and beach chairs. It provided pretty good viewing for the fireworks.
The bridge back to the casinos also offered a great view of the boardwalk below:
We made our way over to the casinos where my family proceeded to lose a ton of money. This is why I don’t gamble. I prefer to keep my money, thank you.
It was fun walking around seeing the different characters that come to party in AC. And I really do mean characters. What a strange place.