Phillip is leaving Key West after seven months and heading, in retirement, to a teaching job in the south of France. He says he will miss Key West.
He might miss Cheyenne too. 
We took Phillip out to dinner at the Flaming Buoy around the corner from where he lived. A short walk and we were ordering their now famous lobster mac-and-cheese as a shared appetizer. I had previously ordered food from this place for delivery at work and that little dish had been a highlight. Phillip ordered a bottle of South African white and so it went. The main courses were for sharing so we piled them in the middle of the table and helped ourselves buffet style.
Blue cheese steak, perfect; tropical chicken curry, weak on the spicy curry flavor, nice fresh fruit but it needed more of the Asian exotic; the grilled fish was interesting but it tasted, oddly, more poached than grilled. My wife wanted it more spiced too ( she likes spices). Phillip was happy. We got a second bottle of chardonnay and my wife was the designated driver. The room was subdued and romantically suitable for a first date, not a last one.
We ordered two desserts, one preferred by me, flamingo vanilla ice cream on tropical grilled fruit. Excellent. Chocolate waffle with chocolate sauce and more vanilla ice cream. They liked that better than my tropical fruit.
We were picking through the puddings and closing the store. 
I liked the atmosphere of the place, more than when it was The Good Life at the same location on Packer Street.
We talked for quite a while, and I played with the stupid camera.
Phillip taught at the juvenile detention center on Stock Island, following in my wife's footsteps so they had lots to talk about. I played with the camera.
It was time and we hauled ourselves out onto the porch. there was this weird illuminated chair. I played with my...camera.
Phillip posed good naturedly like a little tin soldier.
We walked home to Phillip's place (for two more nights)to be greeted like long lost explorers by herself. 
Good bye Phillip. Enjoy the freedom fries.
He might miss Cheyenne too. We took Phillip out to dinner at the Flaming Buoy around the corner from where he lived. A short walk and we were ordering their now famous lobster mac-and-cheese as a shared appetizer. I had previously ordered food from this place for delivery at work and that little dish had been a highlight. Phillip ordered a bottle of South African white and so it went. The main courses were for sharing so we piled them in the middle of the table and helped ourselves buffet style.
Blue cheese steak, perfect; tropical chicken curry, weak on the spicy curry flavor, nice fresh fruit but it needed more of the Asian exotic; the grilled fish was interesting but it tasted, oddly, more poached than grilled. My wife wanted it more spiced too ( she likes spices). Phillip was happy. We got a second bottle of chardonnay and my wife was the designated driver. The room was subdued and romantically suitable for a first date, not a last one.We ordered two desserts, one preferred by me, flamingo vanilla ice cream on tropical grilled fruit. Excellent. Chocolate waffle with chocolate sauce and more vanilla ice cream. They liked that better than my tropical fruit.I liked the atmosphere of the place, more than when it was The Good Life at the same location on Packer Street.
We talked for quite a while, and I played with the stupid camera.Phillip taught at the juvenile detention center on Stock Island, following in my wife's footsteps so they had lots to talk about. I played with the camera.It was time and we hauled ourselves out onto the porch. there was this weird illuminated chair. I played with my...camera.Phillip posed good naturedly like a little tin soldier.
We walked home to Phillip's place (for two more nights)to be greeted like long lost explorers by herself. Good bye Phillip. Enjoy the freedom fries.
3 comments:
Dear Sir:
The south of France is one of the most beautiful places on earth. It has several major advantages over Key West, one of which is its proximity to Paris.
You should be leaving on your first trip of the summer momentarily. Have a good time.I just got back from mine.
Foondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
So you're back eh? Well isn't that peachy. I hope some of the nicer readers comment a bit to balance it all out.
Love you too.
Vacations are bliss, I go to see large breatsed women to photograph.
Immediately your presence lowers the tone.
Dear Sir:
Once again I find it necessary to remind you that I like "flat-chested" women. Do your best, will you?
My trip left me well-relaxed and ready to write. Unfortunately, the rampant spread of arthritis has dramatically limited my riding range. But this trip was great nonetheless.
I expext this reply to go unread until you return, in about a week or ten days, eh?
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