Cuban Fare You Well
After walking around talking about the incident at the Bikini Atoll, we decided to take in some typical Key West Cuisine. Since there's a large Cuban population, there are some Cuban restaurants. Our choice was El Meson De Pepe. We got a seat and looked over the menu, and read the descriptions of a number of platters. The food was kind of expensive, but figured since we don't exactly live in a hotbed of Cuban restaurants we'd give something a try. Lots of pork products were on the menu, and they all looked good. Unfortunately, none of what we wanted to order was made past 2pm. Actually, the CHEAPER food was only served until 2pm. Talk about smart restaurant owners...So, we ordered an appetizer. I can't remember what it was but it was really good. I can only think of what the real food would taste like.
As we tried to figure out what we would like to eat, we settled for Italian...Papa John's. This place was an oasis...it just so happened I needed to get some of my Mallory Square photos put onto a CD, since I took about a million of them, a CVS Pharmacy sat next to Papa John's. I honestly thought we'd get into a fight there. There was something seedy about it, very little English spoken in this plaza...It was like being in the bad part of town, but it wasn't in a bad part of town. I can't even explain it...
I got my pictures, we got the pizza and sped off to condo where it was time to eat some pizza, and you guessed it....drink.
....UP NEXT: Like Sand Through the Hourglass...Wait...That's Sand that Feels Like Glass...
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COUPON LADIES
I vaguely remember the CVS. Then again, I barely recall Key West. But, I remember the fist full of coupons that we got while on one of our bar tours. We had discounts to everything down there, including pizza. The only reason I truly have a thought on the coupons was because we collected them in triplicate, and i kept finding extras crumpled up in my wallet and pants pockets for weeks after the trip.
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