Thursday, March 5, 2009

feet in the sand



Just back from Turks and Caicos in the Caribbean. What's not to love... sunshine, the finest, most beautiful white sand beaches, rum galore and conch! I went to the coolest place for lunch one day called the Conch Shack, my kind of place. The real thing and no jive. Reggae playing, hunker down with a rum punch at a picnic table and dig your feet into the sand while you wait for for the fishermen to get your conch fresh out of the water. Now that's about as fresh as you can get. Have some patience or have another rum punch! Out come big baskets of hot crispy fried conch. Totally fun, totally the real thing. Back in SF now and craving that sunshine and a basket!

4 comments:

pamelaltieri said...

hey Jo you sure look happy pam

Amy Sherman said...

Jealous! Were you cooking or just playing?

oysterculture said...

Did you pick up any new recipe ideas from the trip?

Sarah said...

Lucky you! Spent some of my best Club Med days at a place called Smokies on the beach. Conch fritters and some crazy drink with all kinds of rum.