Monday Carole and Vicki and I spent the day driving down Amnesia Lane, visiting old sites (what few there are; what few we recognize or remember, etc.) in Dade County, more generally appreciating Miami's colossal growth and change over the past half century; and the consequent Dade Diaspora, of which we are, I guess, a part. Yes, we did have wonderful Cuban coffee and pastelitas.
We started with a place we'd never been before,
way down by Kendall, Scully's, a restaurant/bar
we'd seen on "Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives"; it was
excellent
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Piece of the downtown skyline
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And then across the Bay to South Beach
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Lots of Art Deco, nouveau Art Deco, pseudo
Art Deco, etc.
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Dinner was at Shorty's, capping a week of culinary excess. It was wonderful, Carole and Jim, and not least the bottle of Bombay waiting for me.... Thanks. We'll be remembering the culinary excess for weeks, or months, to come. (Where's my pedometer?!)
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