Thursday dawned overcast and gray with drizzle ruining my plans for an outdoor day after my Wednesday night off work. I looked to the west and saw blue skies over Summerland Key and figured most likely Key West was under blue sunny skies so perhaps today was a morning off and we should drive. We stopped along the way, Cheyenne and I and took a little walk here and a little walk there and finally when Key West came into sight I could not help but notice a gray curtain of rain enveloping the island. I drove to Bahama Village where I planned to walk and photograph and leaving Cheyenne in the car, God knows it was cool enough I took myself to Blue Heaven for lunch. There was a brief wait and I felt about as happy as this cat: 
I sat at the bar, dripping, and ordered coffee as I planned to have breakfast. Before he could get to it, hardier people than I were drinking alcohol at eleven in the morning, I was called to my table in a dry part of the mostly open air restaurant.
I rarely indulge my pleasure of newspaper, coffee and breakfast these days but for some reason I felt the urge to splurge and my wife was on a field trip sailing (!) with her class so I figured she couldn't complain. Instead of the very splendid mango pancakes I rather like I ordered off the special menu recited to me by the waitress and in no time at all I had strong coffee, the opinion page in a rather damp paper and a plate of shrimp, spinach and cheese omelette with mango garnish. 
I ordered no potatoes and none came with the dish which was fine by me as the calorie count was sure to be vast anyway and I got two thick slices of buttered toast, so I was full but happily not stuffed by the time I had finished reading the paper. My bill came to $18 to which I added a three dollar tip, which continues to rate Blue Heaven as a most expensive place to eat in my book. Excellent but not cheap.
The rain was easing up a little on Petronia at Thomas Street by the time I had finished and Cheyenne was ready for her walk. The letter carrier was dismally sorting mail on her three wheeled electric carrier as I went to get the dog. Rain in Key West is generally short lived but two consecutive days of gray skies was getting me down. 
Blue Heaven is a good place for tourists who aren't watching pennies and want a particular Caribbean style meal. The menu is eclectic and well presented but I think I remain a fan of the Hatch's other, more reasonable enterprise, Salute at Higgs Beach. It was fun to take a morning off and walk Cheyenne around town after such a splendid start.
I sat at the bar, dripping, and ordered coffee as I planned to have breakfast. Before he could get to it, hardier people than I were drinking alcohol at eleven in the morning, I was called to my table in a dry part of the mostly open air restaurant.
I rarely indulge my pleasure of newspaper, coffee and breakfast these days but for some reason I felt the urge to splurge and my wife was on a field trip sailing (!) with her class so I figured she couldn't complain. Instead of the very splendid mango pancakes I rather like I ordered off the special menu recited to me by the waitress and in no time at all I had strong coffee, the opinion page in a rather damp paper and a plate of shrimp, spinach and cheese omelette with mango garnish. I ordered no potatoes and none came with the dish which was fine by me as the calorie count was sure to be vast anyway and I got two thick slices of buttered toast, so I was full but happily not stuffed by the time I had finished reading the paper. My bill came to $18 to which I added a three dollar tip, which continues to rate Blue Heaven as a most expensive place to eat in my book. Excellent but not cheap.The rain was easing up a little on Petronia at Thomas Street by the time I had finished and Cheyenne was ready for her walk. The letter carrier was dismally sorting mail on her three wheeled electric carrier as I went to get the dog. Rain in Key West is generally short lived but two consecutive days of gray skies was getting me down. Blue Heaven is a good place for tourists who aren't watching pennies and want a particular Caribbean style meal. The menu is eclectic and well presented but I think I remain a fan of the Hatch's other, more reasonable enterprise, Salute at Higgs Beach. It was fun to take a morning off and walk Cheyenne around town after such a splendid start.
4 comments:
I'm from a younger generation who doesn't particularly reading the hard copy of the newspaper. But every once and while I, too, enjoy a hot cup o' joe and the morning paper.
Well, it is about time you gave the feline some blog time -:))
Glad you had an enjoyable, albeit expensive, repast.
Hope you're having a good weekend with sunshine now.
By the way, any sign of oil from the gulf yet? What a mess we are making of our world. Greed, I do believe is the root cause.
I love reading real newspapers and for $102 I get a copy of the Citizen thrown in my driveway each morning.
It has beena great weekend in the keys , hot sun, low humidity, strong breezes so we took cuban coffee, cuban sandwiches and Cheyenne by boat to picnic island and read and swam and enjoyed being out on the oil free water. long may it stay that way.
I read the NY Times every Sunday morning during breakfast, and it takes me all week to read the printed version of the Economist. Both are habits I picked up from my long passed father and intend to maintain.
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