My wife surprises me sometimes and I expected to walk out of this place with a few bottles of olive oil. Ever since someone mentioned there was an olive oil shop on Duval Street she had mentioned an interest in going to check it out. So we did.
I found it rather weird seeing bottles lined up like they were bottles of wine and alongside the bottles were little tasting cups. I helped myself to a couple of flavored oils while my wife cruised the store. She had found, in a Costco in Miami of all places, some really good garlic olive oil and she was looking for more as Costco isn't carrying it anymore. 
My wife was in an inscrutable mood and she did that woman thing of drifting through the store, mingled with the happy tourists and left with no purchases. Me? I was none the wiser about the whole experience. 
My heart goes pitter patter when I see an old style two stroke Vespa. I really like the 200cc model but a 150 is nice to look at.
Watching the scene from upstairs at the Whistle overlooking Caroline and Duval Streets.
We went to Fogarty's for dinner and had Tex Mex rolls and chicken lettuce wraps and fried fish appetizers and we sat out and enjoyed the bustling warm evening air. It was a very pleasant change after months of staying away from the very crowded downtown.
Fogarty's gave the High School Teacher's gift certificates earlier in the year and my wife had hoarded hers for us to enjoy later. The server said most of them had been cashed already. We enjoyed ours last week and it was well worth the wait.
I found it rather weird seeing bottles lined up like they were bottles of wine and alongside the bottles were little tasting cups. I helped myself to a couple of flavored oils while my wife cruised the store. She had found, in a Costco in Miami of all places, some really good garlic olive oil and she was looking for more as Costco isn't carrying it anymore. 
My wife was in an inscrutable mood and she did that woman thing of drifting through the store, mingled with the happy tourists and left with no purchases. Me? I was none the wiser about the whole experience. 
My heart goes pitter patter when I see an old style two stroke Vespa. I really like the 200cc model but a 150 is nice to look at.
Watching the scene from upstairs at the Whistle overlooking Caroline and Duval Streets.
We went to Fogarty's for dinner and had Tex Mex rolls and chicken lettuce wraps and fried fish appetizers and we sat out and enjoyed the bustling warm evening air. It was a very pleasant change after months of staying away from the very crowded downtown.
Fogarty's gave the High School Teacher's gift certificates earlier in the year and my wife had hoarded hers for us to enjoy later. The server said most of them had been cashed already. We enjoyed ours last week and it was well worth the wait.
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I built a bike for Bobby, the bartender at the Whistle - he's quite proud of it.
The lettuce cups are one of the best deals at Fogarty's; the best food (albeit fattenting) is the three cheese pasta - off limits for my ever shrinking posterior.
You, sir are a posting machine. Please Finish with a comment which sums up the theme if you wish to profit from this endeavour... I made well over seven figures following a simple motto:
Tell 'em what you're gonna tell 'em
Tell 'em
Tell 'em whatcha told 'em.
Do that inna photoessay any you'll be a blogging rockstar. Include linkages back to earlier posts nearby (The porch?) and you'll be golden.
From the other side of the goddamned world,
Chuck on Fleming.
Dear Chuck I am trying to add links. How do you know this shit? Belew mentions it in his book and I hate links as they seem to interrupt the flow.
I will keep working on it,
I miss you weirdly enough.
yours
Dostoyevsky in his garrett scribbling away.
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Nice bog. Wow.
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisated Roads
I know these things as I am a vest plethora (or repository, depending on our point of view) of useless knowledge.
Links represent a window of opportunity to the reader - so y'all gotta do it.
And yes, you are indeed missed on this side of the world. my 49 cc scoots are a pale shadow of the blustery BSA - but I'll get there and have (eventually) the hottest small displacement scoots on-island.
Living la vida loca,
Chuck on Fleming.
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