"What kind of dressing you want?" Me, heavy pause, "Greek." Game over. Have you seen the Family Guy episode about pizzaria salad? Huge chunks of iceberg littered with peppercinis and olives. My conch chowder was leftover calamari, breading and all, in mystery broth they didn't even bother to throw a red in to throw me off. "I don't know." Okay, so at this point, I'm begging my daughter to please let us go to Island Grill but everyone was tired and hungry after a long day of kayaking so, I was forced to watch the terror unfold.
Hubby asked what the stuffed chicken was stuffed with. I decided on a bowl of conch chowder (served and ordered by me everywhere in the Keys, btw) and a Greek salad as a safe meal. Is it red or white sauce? Dead stare, "Whichever." Blink, blink. Like, shrimp and calamari and stuff." Huh? Like the seafood pasta, I asked. I asked her what the Shrimp Key West dish was all about. First off, I think our waitress was on a mild sedative. We usually always opt for seafood but my young daughter really wanted pizza as our last Islamorada meal.
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