Strappo has returned from a week in Key West, where below-average temperatures did not prevent him from receiving severe burns on his face. He'd forgot to pack the sunscreen and was too stubborn, or cheap, to buy more until the next-to-last day, when endless pain forced him to fork over too much money for some 30SP.
Aside from that, it was a pleasant enough week. A few beach days were eked out even on a day the mercury only hit 60F, thanks to the intense sun. And it was exceedingly restful; the first few days were spent in a bleary-eyed stupor.
Always a friendly Key West welcome
As to food, Key West is wonderful for those of you who love deep-fried anything. The best food is local -- grouper or mahi mahi sandwiches, preferably pan-seared and not deep-fried. Drinks are plentiful and comparatively cheap (the food isn't). But the drinks are very weak and leave you feeling bloated but unbuzzed.
After a while you get tired of watery beer and rum concoctions and yearn for a decent glass of wine.
Good luck with that.
Not every old Conch house has been gentrified (click to see more details)
Every wine list looks like it was dreamt up by the same distributor (who could that be, I wonder?), and it features mass-market California stuff (the same ones you find in the CVS on Front Street), a few Pinot Grigios from the usual suspects, some ultra-cheapies from the Southern Hemisphere -- and that's more or less it.
Let's put it this way. The best wine of the week was a Louis Latour Pouilly-Fuisse' for $52 at a mediocre but $$$$ fish-and-steak place.
Key West, you really, really need Domenico Selections wines.
The end of the line
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