Every year, we make a pilgrimage all the way to Baltimore.
This Shrimp Bread from Amicci’s in Little Italy.
The concept is really simple. Take a round loaf of bread, slather it with garlic and butter and toast until crunchy, pour a creamy shrimp scampi sauce all over it. Eat!
Our friend Tom introduced us to this decadent dish a few years back and it’s become one of our favorites on this side of the country. They have outdoor seating too, so Quinn was able to come along.
In addition to the shrimp bread, we always go for green and something new each time. This year, it was the antipasto platter, featuring cheeses and a selection of tasty charcuterie.
After stuffing ourselves into a carb coma, we walked around the Fell’s Point area of Baltimore, admiring all the local scenes. With its vape shops, tattoo parlors, and colorful characters, Fell’s Point somewhat reminds me of Ocean Beach, San Diego, my old stomping ground.
I really wish I had gotten a picture of the drunken bachelorette party of 10 lumbering by in one of those Beer Cycles all singing “Say my name, say my name” by Destiny’s Child.
This part of town is extremely dog-friendly as you can see. Kooper has his own tavern named after him.
All the bars and cafes lining this street had water bowls outside for the pooches and welcoming chairs for owners to sit in while people watching.
Thanks shrimp bread and Baltimore. You never disappoint.