Peters By The Sea at the Beach
After our day at the Birds of Prey Centre and all the parks we visited, I was starving. We didn’t know which beach to go to see a sunset, so I suggested a beach with FOOD.
John eats a hearty breakfast and can last all day, and I on the other hand, can’t seem to manage a breakfast, and by the time dinner arrives, I am starving. This keeps happening, so many times I grab an apple for the car or something, but on this day, I didn’t.
With this hunger I had, John decided on Scarborough Beach. We parked right in front of Peters by the Sea, so we wondered in.
Peters By the Sea, a take away restaurant that has a story of being asked to move in order to build something big, and they refused.
Inside revealed a few open pits of lamb and beef. The lady was tickled I took a photo and asked me to come back on Sunday where then she would have a whole big lamb.
John captures a photo of me clutching my new prize, a grilled hamburger with all the trimmings they put on it. (He took this photo to get me in trouble with Laura).
It tasted wonderful, but at that point, I might have eaten grilled cardboard.
Another lovely sunset over the Indian Ocean
John takes a photo of a very content and happy Xerraire, having spent the day with her husband who tries to always show me the best time. I asked him if he felt like a husband yet, and he answered, “Yes, a husband slash tour guide.” 
