There’s been rumblings about a new, secret bar in Ocean City all summer, and this week my mom and I made it our business to find the hidden hang-out. We had a few clues to work on: we knew it was in West O, we knew it had a beach, and we knew there wasn’t much parking (people mostly walk or bike there). After lots of looking and one punch-drunk phone call to a local radio station, we finally found the secret bar late last night! In the spirit of seacrecy (see what I did there? See? That may be a clue…) I’m not going to say exactly where it is, but I will say that it’s worth the hike (and the campfire smell that’s still in my hair). xo