No surprise. Roo has been on the road. And ocean (but we’ll get to that another time.) It’s fun to play make-believe with the rich and not so famous. Hence several road trips to the Hamptons. But nobody calls it the Hamptons—unless you’re reading Hamptons Magazine. It’s the East End, dahling. Or Southampton. Or East Hampton. Or Bridgehampton. You get the picture.
Roo has eaten everywhere from classic steakhouses
to reinvented surf lodges in search of the perfect summer meal. I’ve found a couple. And more than my fair share of interesting characters along the way.
Take a peek…