I enjoyed a rare meal last night. Octopus. Not squid/calamari.
The last time and only time I ate squid was on my Greek trip where I failed in attempting to climb the Santorini volcano. My poor body could not make it up the hill. I thought I was going to die.
The boat did not return to Oia immediately. It took us to a very small island. One tiny white stone house.Extremely small. A larger white stoned bathroom building.
A husband and wife living on the island.
We had stopped for lunch. The couple’s place was the only game in town. The menu limited. Octopus and wine.
The octopus was a baby one. About three feet in diameter. Cooked on a large outdoor grill. The charcoal type we use in the U.S. The husband kept basting the octopus with oil.
I was served a chunk of one of the tentacles. I would judge it was cut from the middle of a tentacle or closer to the body. About ten inches. One and a half to two inches in diameter. The skin a quarter of an inch thick. The center hollow and empty.
Absolutely delicious! Tender! Tasty!
I heard Bruschetta had octopus. Decided to stop and have some last night. Ordered it without looking at the menu.
Not quite the same as the Greek one. Size only. What I was served last night was the end of the tentacle. Slender. Totally filled with meat. The tiny suction cups part of the meal. A bit gross. Did not recall them on the island.
About 15 inches in length. Every inch a delight! I enjoyed each morsel. The taste the same as on the island.
For dessert, I enjoyed Sicilian cassata.
An outstanding meal!
Previous to Bruschetta’s, I was at the Chart Room.
A bunch from Philadelphia. Ate the hot dogs. John had to replenish the supply.
Chatted with one of the guys. He was very interested in the Chart Room. I explained David Wolkowsky’s involvement. Threw in the Jimmy Buffett story.
Then asked since he was from Philadelphia, did he know Rittenhouse Square. Of course, a big Philadelphia deal. I then shared with him that Wolkowsky was responsible for its rejuvenation and what it is today. He was amazed. He did not know.
A couple at the end of the bar from London. Sixtyish. John and Marie. We chatted a while. Nice people. Interesting people.
John a retired London cab driver. The stories he had to tell! Drove a lot of movie stars. The nicest was Lauren Bacall.
Marie still working. An accountant with Zippo. The lighter company. They have a London facility.
I got into my Beefeater problem. Could find it at only one bar when in London several years ago. He was not surprised. Depends what the liquor distributors are pushing.
We talked about London food. Excellent! The London theater, also. Equally excellent!
About plane travel in Europe. Not like the U.S. Cheap. Meals on most flights. All the booze you want. Polite staff.
Trump watch out! Mueller will follow you to the ends of the earth! If you are guilty of any wrongdoing, he will discover it.
Tonight, a Custom House lecture. The Jewish Underground Key West 1918-1939. A large crowd expected. It is being held at the Tropic Cinema.
Have to move my ass. I have a haircut appointment with Lori this morning. Following which a visit to Farmers Market to pick up a few things.
I do pretty good for a bachelor.
Enjoy your day!