Culinaria Absurdisum

A most splendid week was spent at the Gulf of Mexico down there in the Panama City Beach in Florida.  

I took Henry with me.  He loves the beach.  He loves the routine.  He loves to relax.  He loves to be with family.  I couldn't ask for a better friend.

The food scene while bloated in ego and filtered through what must be a tongue de la pitiful- proved to be fun, but grossly overrated, and pretty much not appetizing, aside from one restaurant which I will get to.

Yes- I am a whore for a tourist trap.  Yes, I am happy to pay exorbitant prices for mediocre food- alas, the mediocre is the gold standard, though in one steakhouse, the service was vacant of workmanship, and the others, well, they were friendly as they should be.  

Better cook for myself next year- as I did a few times on this trip.  I'd rather spend time with my dog watching the sun set, and eat good food at our place there.  I was happy regardless of the not-good food scene there.  Hoping that things change for those of us that are hungry for something good, and not fried, and something that will impress us!  

The beaches, and company- that's what matters the most.  Thank goodness I had those!