The morning after the night before at Lisa and Josh's was no place to put breakfast on the table. We left the wreckage and crossed the Overseas Highway on Josh's recommendation.
"They make great biscuits and gravy!" he enthused with all the vigor of a man who had mixed whisky and Grappa the night before. I was dubious, as my history with the Lodge at Mile Marker 17 was one of fried food and not very remarkable at that.
The lodge is a remnant of the glorious 1960s or thereabouts, covered in tropical foliage.
The dining room looks out onto salt water, a view interrupted by the outdoor tiki bar set on a promontory of land. Josh and I shared a romantic tiki lighted dinner there one night when our wives were away. I found it odd that we ordered food by cell phone from the restaurant across the water and our waitress hauled the food out to us. It is an odd system but it worked. For breakfast we stayed indoors on a cold gray morning, close to the kitchen.
The dining room has that definite Cold War era old fashioned air of Naugahyde and wagon wheel chandeliers. the coffee was sweet enough not to need milk and plentiful. 
Josh likes his biscuits and gravy enough to make him possessive: 
Following his advice I asked for a half order with corned beef hash instead of potatoes and we shared an order of link sausages. Instead we got this:
"I threw in some potatoes anyway..." our waitress said and they were quite delicious so I'm glad she did. One might be tempted to order more coffee and sit outside, or even take breakfast on the patio outside, but on a cold windy 60 degree (15C) morning we just went for a quick, brisk stroll and hurried back towards the car.
In the right weather this would be delightful:
So would the tiki bar: 
The Sugarloaf Lodge is, as it's name implies, a motel: 
And like motels everywhere it has mysterious members of staff scurrying about on unidentified missions using golf carts to rush back and forth: 
"They make great biscuits and gravy!" he enthused with all the vigor of a man who had mixed whisky and Grappa the night before. I was dubious, as my history with the Lodge at Mile Marker 17 was one of fried food and not very remarkable at that.The lodge is a remnant of the glorious 1960s or thereabouts, covered in tropical foliage.The dining room looks out onto salt water, a view interrupted by the outdoor tiki bar set on a promontory of land. Josh and I shared a romantic tiki lighted dinner there one night when our wives were away. I found it odd that we ordered food by cell phone from the restaurant across the water and our waitress hauled the food out to us. It is an odd system but it worked. For breakfast we stayed indoors on a cold gray morning, close to the kitchen.The dining room has that definite Cold War era old fashioned air of Naugahyde and wagon wheel chandeliers. the coffee was sweet enough not to need milk and plentiful. 
Josh likes his biscuits and gravy enough to make him possessive: 
Following his advice I asked for a half order with corned beef hash instead of potatoes and we shared an order of link sausages. Instead we got this:"I threw in some potatoes anyway..." our waitress said and they were quite delicious so I'm glad she did. One might be tempted to order more coffee and sit outside, or even take breakfast on the patio outside, but on a cold windy 60 degree (15C) morning we just went for a quick, brisk stroll and hurried back towards the car.In the right weather this would be delightful:
So would the tiki bar: 
The Sugarloaf Lodge is, as it's name implies, a motel: 
And like motels everywhere it has mysterious members of staff scurrying about on unidentified missions using golf carts to rush back and forth: 
I rated breakfast a success, thanked Josh for his inspiration and my wife and I rushed home to watch a video and huddle under blankets wishing winter would end soon.
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What....no bacon???? However you score some points by getting the corned beef hash...and biscuits and gravy...a nice combo...i thought after your rant the other day you would get your bacon intake up,thus improving you over all mood...a missed opportunity..
Buffalo Bill
Amen on the winter ending soon.
You say "winter" as if you knew what it was :)
It started snowing here Thursday night and the gloom continues unabated. My darlin' man (also a Key West lover) keeps telling me that winter's grip is pretty much over and within 2-3 weeks, we'll taste spring. Ha! As long as there is a chance of snow, it's winter. (Which is the miserable reality of Denver-- there is a chance of snow pretty much 10 months out of the year. And since our weather patterns have become more erratic- courtesy of global warming- I would not be surprised if it became 12 months. When will I win that damn lottery???
we have two openings in key west dispatch. rents ar enot dropping and flowers are starting to bud. However night temperatures are still near 50 which makes it winter in my book.
Saturday afternoon is nice though, doors and windows open and a light breeze with temperatures in the mid 70's. Cheyenne is sleeping on the wood floor as her bed is too warm. I guess it's not much of a winter really.
What's the criteria for the dispatch gig? Looking for an online site to apply at.
Dear Sir:
Are there any openings for a public relations artist in Key West government? I will write anything for any politician (including an Obama stooge) for a mere $100,000. Rents will eventually drop as the local jobs head to China, Tierra Del Fuego, and Tonga. (These are all places where coconuts, clam shells, and stupid lighthouse ashtrays can be made decorated by people who have no idea what these things are.
You have me in the mood for hash and I will have some at the Mac Pac breakfast tomorrow. It would be cool to be your neighbor. You would know instantly who was staling the limes, lemons, and grapefruit off your trees.
Fondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
The application is a small novel all references are checked. No criminal history, DUI's (because we don't drive) are at the chief's discretion. no marijuana or cocaine use in the last two years. You need to be able to sit still for 12 hours at astretch and cope with extremes of boredom and excitement and not lose your head. You need to be able to deal with assholes and not be rude back. Work nights weekends and hurricanes and show up sober and on time every single shift. $15.95 an hour to start, defined benefit pension plan vested after 5 years and free (to you) health benefits with an $800 a month fee to add anyone else to your plan (one spouse/partner or many children any addition costs $800). Key West city obviously has a partner's policy and doesn't discriminate blah blah blah. A robust sense of humor is helpful and a thick skin is mandatory. The application prcoess takes at least 6 months and training takes the same.
Where do I sign up?
Dear Sir:
That job description is my second nature. Wait a minute... After taxes, that's $2,044.00 a month, or $24,528 a year!
Hmmmmmmmmm.
Fondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
http://www.keywestcity.com/egov/docs/1160574609696.htm
Believe me I've thought about this more than once......I've printed the application out twice!
There's tons of overtime available. My first year I went nuts and made $70,000, though I generally average 50,000 a year. I get paid $20 an hour for the privilege of being a shift supervisor and having had a few raises over the years.
The recruiter is Officer Barrios at 305 809 1087. Or call dispatch at 305 809 1000 and prepare to eat shit.
The twelve hour shifts have been modified to eliminate built in overtime so we work three twelves and one four hour shift each week. Whic works out to 14 days a month. Plus because I work nights I get upo around lunch and have every afternoon off. I don't plan to get rich but I do plan to take more pictures.
Dear Sir:
Your schedule is like like my dad's schedule was as a fireman. Off course, when you tally in the benefits, the time off, and the location (plus the overtime), this becomes employment of choice. My initial comparison was soley looking at the cost of living (rent) on the Keys.
I'm sure they want someone close at hand -- living in the city. I'm sure my age would work against me. But the thought of steady work (with benefits) would be like winning a lottery. I am so sick of snow I could scream.
Fondest regard,
Riepe
I'm all over it! Thanks!!!
The breakfast at Sugarloaf lodge is awesome. Try their eggs benedict if you go there again!
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