February 6th, 2017 Update:
Coming to the island this time without my big boy camera felt weird but liberating. It was also a way to say, “we are just going to our other home, and dont get overly excited anymore”. And at that other home, one of the missions is to find the homey places where everyone knows your name and your kids can run around naked. As long as the food is a full notch above acceptable of course. Simone’s is becoming that kind of place. On our last dinner there we were the only secondary homeys there. A bunch of locals hugging the terrace, including my favorite kind of locals, fishermen. Two of them in fact. Would local fishermen dine at a place serving frozen fish from Miami? Would Urologists get Vasectomized by B grade Urologists? That is the question one must ask. Although on this date, as was…
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