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ateolfDid our Fresh Market grocery run during my lunch break (which was early because of a slew of noon to afternoon meetings I had). At the end of the workday, I got pulled into a call for a production issue on an api I worked on like six years ago. I wasn't too much help there, but the issue I think was on the database load which is a little outside my scope anyway.
I remember a few more things about the trip. I talked about the thin walls and the loud talking at the hotel. This was the case the first weekend we were there and it cleared up after Monday. We expected it to return the second weekend, but it stayed quiet (no complaints!). Not sure why, maybe it was because the first weekend was during art week and that had something to do with it or maybe there was a slump in traveling that next week as it got even closer to the holidays. Not sure, but we took it. After the first night of loud talking, which I slept through but in a way that was semi-conscious of the talking. The next few nights I was so tired I conked out and slept deeply in spite of it all. That Saturday night, Mary Beth did not. She was awake almost all the night. The people being loud in the next room apparently ended up suddenly (after just talking for a long time) fucking very loudly. It was two guys and eventually one of the guys how deep in his ass he was being fucked and coming in his ass and stuff. So that's something! Almost sorry to have missed hearing it, but I think I got the better end of the deal by sleeping and at least getting the story shared with me the next day.
Mary Beth also helped me fill in most of the rest of the gaps with the restaurants we went to. I mentioned going to Puerto Sagua the second time, but wasn't sure of which day we went the first time. It was the first Sunday for dinner. That was the best meal I had the whole trip (partly why we returned but mostly because it's literally across the little street from the parking garage). So I had this tongue stew that was the daily special and it was just so so good. I also had a soursop smoothie (soursop tastes like a combination of a bunch of tropical fruit...banana, coconut, and something like mango or whatever...but it's just one fruit, magic!) and that was delicious too. On the first Monday, we stopped for breakfast on the way to Biscayne Park at a place called Enriqueta's Sandwich Shop (another Cuban place). I didn't have a sandwich but like a breakfast platter (Bistec a Caballo) that was sort of like a cubano without being in bread (you had the steak and the ham and cheese together) plus egg. It was really good. Also, there was some sandwich bread on the side and I made a little sort of cubano with some of it. Then later at night after Biscayne and Coral Castle, we had dinner at Don Camaron. I had some very delicious paella. Also, I almost choked on the appetizer which was fried fish chunks. It was a freak thing, I think because it was very hot I kinda breathed in as I put it to my mouth and just a crumb of breading (maybe with a bit of pepper, not spicy pepper but black pepper) hit my throat and I hadn't really eaten any of it yet but I was kinda choking for a little bit but it passed. On Thursday for a kind of breakfast/lunch we went to Playa Cafe and I had a medianoche (which is a variation on the cubano that's popular in Miami...the only difference is the bread...oh, and I just found out that cubanos are really from Tampa and Miami is more the home of the medianoche). On the second Saturday we had breakfast at 11 St. Diner. I had a tropical hamburger with pineapple on it and it was quite good. Also, I forgot to mention that while we were at the Fairchild botanical garden that day we stopped for a kinda lunch at the restaurant that's adjacent to the butterfly enclosure. You could watch the butterflies while you eat. We split this personal pizza with prosciutto and a mango gazpacho. We had breakfast on the second Sunday on the way to the Fruit & Spice Garden at El Palacio de Jugos. It had a bit of a confusing layout where you ordered and paid for the meals at one counter and ordered and paid for smoothies and sandwiches at another counter and we stood around a while not sure what to do. We eventually figured it out. I had to help Mary Beth with the pronunciation of "mamey" as the person didn't understand her. That's what I've got for now. Maybe I'll remember some more stuff later and toss in more details as they come!
I remember a few more things about the trip. I talked about the thin walls and the loud talking at the hotel. This was the case the first weekend we were there and it cleared up after Monday. We expected it to return the second weekend, but it stayed quiet (no complaints!). Not sure why, maybe it was because the first weekend was during art week and that had something to do with it or maybe there was a slump in traveling that next week as it got even closer to the holidays. Not sure, but we took it. After the first night of loud talking, which I slept through but in a way that was semi-conscious of the talking. The next few nights I was so tired I conked out and slept deeply in spite of it all. That Saturday night, Mary Beth did not. She was awake almost all the night. The people being loud in the next room apparently ended up suddenly (after just talking for a long time) fucking very loudly. It was two guys and eventually one of the guys how deep in his ass he was being fucked and coming in his ass and stuff. So that's something! Almost sorry to have missed hearing it, but I think I got the better end of the deal by sleeping and at least getting the story shared with me the next day.
Mary Beth also helped me fill in most of the rest of the gaps with the restaurants we went to. I mentioned going to Puerto Sagua the second time, but wasn't sure of which day we went the first time. It was the first Sunday for dinner. That was the best meal I had the whole trip (partly why we returned but mostly because it's literally across the little street from the parking garage). So I had this tongue stew that was the daily special and it was just so so good. I also had a soursop smoothie (soursop tastes like a combination of a bunch of tropical fruit...banana, coconut, and something like mango or whatever...but it's just one fruit, magic!) and that was delicious too. On the first Monday, we stopped for breakfast on the way to Biscayne Park at a place called Enriqueta's Sandwich Shop (another Cuban place). I didn't have a sandwich but like a breakfast platter (Bistec a Caballo) that was sort of like a cubano without being in bread (you had the steak and the ham and cheese together) plus egg. It was really good. Also, there was some sandwich bread on the side and I made a little sort of cubano with some of it. Then later at night after Biscayne and Coral Castle, we had dinner at Don Camaron. I had some very delicious paella. Also, I almost choked on the appetizer which was fried fish chunks. It was a freak thing, I think because it was very hot I kinda breathed in as I put it to my mouth and just a crumb of breading (maybe with a bit of pepper, not spicy pepper but black pepper) hit my throat and I hadn't really eaten any of it yet but I was kinda choking for a little bit but it passed. On Thursday for a kind of breakfast/lunch we went to Playa Cafe and I had a medianoche (which is a variation on the cubano that's popular in Miami...the only difference is the bread...oh, and I just found out that cubanos are really from Tampa and Miami is more the home of the medianoche). On the second Saturday we had breakfast at 11 St. Diner. I had a tropical hamburger with pineapple on it and it was quite good. Also, I forgot to mention that while we were at the Fairchild botanical garden that day we stopped for a kinda lunch at the restaurant that's adjacent to the butterfly enclosure. You could watch the butterflies while you eat. We split this personal pizza with prosciutto and a mango gazpacho. We had breakfast on the second Sunday on the way to the Fruit & Spice Garden at El Palacio de Jugos. It had a bit of a confusing layout where you ordered and paid for the meals at one counter and ordered and paid for smoothies and sandwiches at another counter and we stood around a while not sure what to do. We eventually figured it out. I had to help Mary Beth with the pronunciation of "mamey" as the person didn't understand her. That's what I've got for now. Maybe I'll remember some more stuff later and toss in more details as they come!
