Close to heaven here. Okay, in comparison to the -20 my Ottawa friends reported this morning. We woke at leisure…no puppy breath or tongue down the throat. No kitty wailing at the horror of not being fed at 5 am.
It promises to be 27 degrees in Key West today and at 10 am it looks promising. We decide to walk over to the Hemingway Home around the corner to explore a bit. The grounds are small, the house while not overly large lends itself to the traditional Key West architecture, shuttered, hurricane-chic style of most places in the Key. Stately palms wave gracefully in the breeze and moisture permeates every nook and cranny of the estate.
The house itself disappoints. It has not preserved the essence of Hemingway. It seems a bunch of crazy cat ladies have redecorated. I’m 100% sure Ernest did not hang lace cafe curtains in his kitchen that are adorned with cats. The conspicuous computer in the kitchen being a total “zipper in the monkey suit”.
What does make the estate special are the cats. Many descendants, from the original six-toed cat Hemingway received from a ship’s captain, roam the property. They are part of the landscape.
50 cats currently reside there. Some are altered and a few are allowed to breed to continue the colony. According to Wikipedia, half the cats are polydactly but all carry the gene. The property hosts a cat cemetery. Hemingway named the cats after famous people and the tradition continues.
Since we rose late, we opted only for lunch today. Another triple D joint, Garbo’s Grill. Garbo’s, basically a food truck parked on Caroline Street, backs on to another property which hosts a bar, shady seating and restrooms. Tacos are ordered and will take 15 minutes. Drinks are on ice in the cooler. Wanna beer? Head into the bar.
We also got an order of shrimp and fish tacos which was overkill. We did not realize these were 6 inch tacos, not 3 inch. The shrimp tacos were fine, but I find that deep fried shrimp are better suited to this treatment.