Today, Sunday, was the last day of the Florida Keys Seafood Festival, so we decided to buzz over this afternoon and see what all the
commotion was about. With the temperature peaking at 62 degrees and a north
wind of 17 mph, we arrived at the festival shivering and looking for something
warm to eat. There was no line at the conch chowder booth so we headed
over, only to find out that they had run out of bowls. Conch fritters
were flying off the shelf next door, so we got a small basket of that to tide
us over. They were hot and tasty with the cocktail sauce and cut the edge
off our hunger as the pig we ate yesterday had faded. Milling
around, we found a small line at the gumbo shed, but a lady came to us and said
that they would probably run out by the time we got to the table.
Fortunately, we managed to get the bottom of
the pot scrapings poured over a bed of rice. Not the best gumbo, but at
least it was hot and practically free. Don't get me wrong, there were
several succulent seafood plates served at various booths, but we were foraging
on the cheap. Many unique craft items were on display and for sale, but
we were there to just look. Besides, we don't have any room on Viridian to put another item.
Satisfied we had sampled the festival of Key West, we got back on our rented
scooter for the last time and buzzed back to the marina. Tomorrow, the
scooter will be gone and exchanged for a couple of bicycles.
That's a little news and here are a few views.
What would a festival be without one of these birds sitting on someone's shoulder?
This bird is 30 years old!!!
Strips of salvaged hurricane plywood nailed to crab traps served as stand-up tables
Tables and chairs under a covering for those who don't want to stand
What do you do when you can't find your long britches?
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