We drove to Rehoboth for the weekend, arriving late at night before we ended up at a restaurant called the Iguana Grill. They had the curious idea to adopt the decor and general appearance of a Mexican restaurant without actually serving Mexican food. The menu was heavy with meat, fish, and pasta. Bread, pasta, and cream are ubiquitous at Rehoboth restaurants, which is striking in a town with such a large representation of gay men, a group which, as a whole, claims to shun all carbs. The swordfish I ordered was a little overcooked, but the sundried tomatoes made an appealing contrast with the pasta in alfredo sauce, much like slices of ham in a salad. We sat on the outdoor patio and I drank a margarita.
(Photo: Night at Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.)
365 Days of Food 