My point. The hubby and I just got back from Southern Florida and the weather caused us actual physical pain when we exited the plane in Baltimore on Monday. Our bodies seized into a crouch-like stance like we had cramps when walking the jet-way and it only got worse when we got to baggage claim where the doors leading outside were in a constant open position. Now that I'm back in the cold on a regular basis my body has tempered and it doesn't bother me as much but the memory of Florida still pervades.
What sticks out the most, besides the weather, was the food. Let me begin with it being fresh. To be able to eat that fresh on a daily basis would curl my toes. I have few pictures of the food that I ate because I was too wrapped up in eating it. From fresh sardines, ceviche, stone crab, conch salad, my husbands surf and turf eggs benedict (great choice honey), to my grouper from Louie's (happy birthday Jonathan!) I was in heaven. Our dear friends told me they visit the farmers market whenever they want. Mine closed in October. I'm so jealous.
The following are snaps from our recent most favorite vacation with great friends, awesome music, and heavenly food.
(One more thing: If you get a chance to watch Jonathan Birchfield play you had better go)