….or buys the farm, or croaks, or shits the bed….

When we were in St. Vincent last December, we came upon a book in the library at Petit Byahaut called, “When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?” I immediately picked it up, and Michael and I entertained ourselves for the rest of our trip (in our non-touristy moments) with George.

Then, for Christmas, we each got the other George Carlin books! Fortunately, out local book store ordered the ones for me, but two were back-ordered. Michael ordered the ones for me from Amazon .com. He got them all-in-one. It’s called, “An Orgy of George” and includes, “Brain Droppings”, and “Napalm and Silly Putty”, along with the Jesus one.

In “Brian Droppings”, George talks about death, saying, “Death is almost fun these days. Seems to me it wasn’t long ago that when an old person died the undertaker put him in a coffin, and you sent flowers to the funeral home where the mortician held the wake. Then, after the funeral, they put him in a hearse and drove him to the cemetery, where they buried his body in a grave.

“Now when an senior citizen passes away, he is placed in a burial container, and you send floral tributes to the slumber room where the grief therapist supervises the viewing. After the memorial service, the funeral coach transports the departed to the garden of remembrance, where his earthly remains are interred in their final resting place.”

Read more on George’s passing here…

I hope George has a proper burial or cremation or whatever he wanted. He was 71.

Sort of looks a bit like our forecasts. The same words in different orders. It’s the cut and paste forecast…..

Updated: 1:48 PM PDT on June 22, 2008
	Tonight: Mostly clear in the evening…becoming mostly cloudy. Patchy dense fog in the evening. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 61 to 67. Light winds.
	Monday: Partly cloudy in the morning…becoming sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 72 to 77 near the coast to 84 to 89 inland. Light winds.
	Monday Night: Clear in the evening…becoming cloudy. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 56 to 62. Light winds.
	Tuesday: Mostly cloudy in the morning…becoming mostly sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 70 to 75 near the coast to 80 to 85 inland. Light winds.
	Tuesday Night: Mostly clear in the evening…becoming cloudy. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 56 to 62. Light winds.
	Wednesday: Cloudy in the morning…becoming mostly sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 70 to 75 near the coast to 77 to 82 inland.
	Wednesday Night: Mostly clear in the evening…becoming cloudy. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 56 to 62.
	Thursday: Cloudy in the morning…becoming mostly sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 70 to 75 near the coast to 79 to 84 inland.
	Thursday Night: Mostly clear in the evening…becoming cloudy. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 57 to 63.
	Friday: Cloudy in the morning…becoming mostly sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 71 to 76 near the coast to 80 to 85 inland.
	Friday Night: Mostly clear in the evening…becoming cloudy. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 56 to 62.
	Saturday: Cloudy in the morning…becoming mostly sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 72 to 77 near the coast to 81 to 86 inland.
	Saturday Night: Mostly clear in the evening…becoming cloudy. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows 57 to 62.
	Sunday: Cloudy in the morning…becoming mostly sunny. Patchy fog in the morning. Highs 73 to 78 near the coast to 83 to 88 inland.

The other day I went to Napoleon’s Pizza for a slice. It was a late lunch, so there was only one other car in the lot. There are around 20 spaces in this lot, with lines perpendicular to the buildings, like in any strip mall, USA.

However, this was too much for one woman to handle. Just before I finished my slice (I was looking out the window and could see my parked car), she pulled up behind my car and parked parallel to the building, blocking me in. (!!!!!!!)

I have seen similar antics in other empty parking lots on this island. People just drive right in and park across three or four spots. (!!!!!!)

I’m looking for the right word for this inconsiderate behavior………I can’t come up with anything right now, so I’ll make something up: I’mthebithchwhothinkstheuniverserevolvesaroundmeism.

Anyway, I walked out of Napoleons, calmly entered my car and turned the key, all the while staring at this I’mthebitchwhothinkstheuniverserevolvesaroundmeist.

She fortunately started her vehicle, but with a huffy attitude, and moved it out of my way.

Finally! My car runs down the road smoothly. There’s no wiggle or jiggle because of faulty front tires or crappy labor that attached them to the car.

I’ve gone back to H & H Tire and Battery. And even though it is much less convenient than the place I’ve had two years of trouble with (I think I gave the new owners plenty of chances to sell me a good product), I will happily go back again and again. The tires were less expensive than the last ones I got at the other place, and the guys worked for a looong time to fix the bolt that the guys at the other place had stripped so badly that the brand new lug nuts I just bought wouldn’t go on right.

And, my gas mileage will probably improve. Life is good!

I didn’t buy a Gucci bag or some Yu perfume or anything, I just picked up a few things at the grocery store. I’m happy to say that the wines have not gone through the roof yet. However, since my last foray into the land of plenty, organic butter has gone from US$8.99/lb to US$12.99/lb. !!!!! Today, I bought some nice Kerry Gold Irish butter, which is up to US$3.19/8oz, but not even close to what the organic stuff was last time.

Hmmmm. Shipping from Ireland costs less…?

Anyway, I bought 20 items for US$103.20. It was my basic once a month trip to Plaza to get eggs, english muffins, cereal, pasta , a little cheese and some wine. No meat or junk food or soda, or even veggies. Just mainly the non-perishables that we go through on a regular basis. No exotic spices. Just the staples - bread, cheese, eggs and wine. Your basic four food groups.

Before I went to Plaza, though, while I was in the neighborhood of the health food store, I stopped to get some sea veggies. Mmmm. I got one package of Kombu, one package of Dulse and one package of Arame. Three 2-oz. bags of seaweed cost me US$27.10 !!!!!!

I think I’ll order them online next time! Or maybe it’s time to join the food co-op. That’s what I’ll do…

It’s that time of year again. We see brilliant splashes of scarlet on our hillsides among the greens and browns.

The flamboyant trees are in bloom! We have three in our yard. When I first moved into this neighborhood, there was one that the chickens used to roost in. We’d watch them fly up into the tree at night. It was lovely! Then our brilliant neighbors cut the tree down and burned the stump with some noxious chemicals or something. The wind carried the fumes to my little house for DAYS. It was disgusting!

But we have planted the neighborhood, once again with these beautiful, useful trees and we see scores of hummingbirds flitting about enjoying the nectar. One of them came from Michael’s house in tide village. And it’s one of the gold-colored ones! This is the first year that it’s bloomed and it’s gorgeous! We also have “Poor Man’s” orchid (Bauhinia monandra), lots of hibiscus, bougainvillea, and frangiapani. The birds are loving it!

But the sugar birds still come to the window asking for food every day. And I feed them a couple of times each week. They go through an entire feeder (2 cups of sugar water) in 8-10 hours. If I fill the feeders in the morning, by late afternoon they are almost empty. But I love watching them drink and I especially love watching them splash around in the bird baths.

Obviously, I’m not listening to the radio today …La la la, lala la la….

This will not be a restaurant review, even though I have seen this word associated with places to eat twice in the past couple of weeks.

I saw it in the yacht club newsletter in reference to dogs on yc property. “Absolutely NO DOGS allowed in the dinning room.” (Have some of the huffy yc members been complaining about Biggie?) I sure hope not! Because  he’s feeling hungry for some of that “Wild West Catering” grub! Maybe we’ll have to “dinn” out there one of these Wednesday nights. We’d love to take some guests to add to the fun and festivities!

Today I saw it on TWO DIFFERENT SIGNS for the same new “restaurant” at five corners. The signs said something about it being a dinning place.

It makes my blood boil (and you can see why I stopped trying to teach in the schools here - I might have gone postal) for two reasons: 1.) Someone who has started a food related business cannot spell a word related to food; and 2.) A person with a sign making business cannot spell a word properly on a sign.

I do not purport to being an English expert, but this is a basic spelling issue here. And many of the people we hear on the talk shows whine and moan that they can’t get a good job. Well, maybe if they got themselves an education…..

Helllllooo! People in many other countries would die to have access to an education. EVERYONE who lives in the VI has access to an education. There is NO EXCUSE for this inane crap! Except complete and utter LAZINESS!!!

I need a vacation from this place! Big time!

We live on an incredibly beautiful island. There are many incredibly beautiful places to be, but this place has more natural beauty as far as the night skies, the colors of the sea and landscapes, the amazing diversity of the people, and the climate, etc. etc., than any place I’ve ever heard of.

Sometimes I take it for granted for a brief instant. But then I see or hear or feel or meet something or someone that makes me remember why I am here. I guess I have a love/hate relationship with this place. But actually the place is perfect. If it weren’t for some clueless people.

We did a bunch of massages on the beach the other day. It was a great day. The people we massaged were super nice, but the beach was littered with straws, cigarette butts, and AA batteries! It was embarrassing! And this was at a “resort”!

Then, one of the workmen decided that the half-dozen or so leaves on the sidewalk needed to be moved with one of those leaf blowers. It took him 20-30 minutes of ridiculously loud noise to move the leaves out of the way.

Today, a family with a baby was on this same beach where I was massaging some other nice people. The baby cried for a long time. People were on the beach trying to enjoy peace and quiet, while this kid was screeching. He or she stopped for a few minutes, but then started up again. I was ready to shout at them that it was time to take the critter home now, that people were trying to have a relaxing afternoon on the beach. But I was able to hold my tongue and the baby finally did the same.

Why can’t a “resort” such as this, make sure the beach is raked and garbage is picked up? And what makes people so inconsiderate of others?

Well, the rotary luncheon at which he spoke was boring. He spoke for around 10 minutes and said the same things he’s said over and over again, and the people asked the same questions we’ve heard before, but for only about 15 minutes, rather than the hours and hours we’ve experienced at public hearings and such.

I didn’t notice how bedraggled he looked, but someone else commented on it, and come to think of it he had more of a weary-weasel look than his usual wary-weasel look. It might be because he was served with papers from an attorney announcing that he was being sued by a farmer who has been using the property he wants to build on, for more than 20 years, and therefore owns it by “adverse possession”.

Another legal hurdle in addition to the umpteen he already needs to overcome in his uphill battle to rape and deface part of the south shore of St. Croix! And he still had the nerve to say he will begin construction within 60 days. Last time he said, “….in the spring…”. It will be summer next week.

I was only able to make the luncheon part, so Michael would attend the afternoon session without me. This was another “tour of the property” which was purportedly, open to “all Rotarians, guests and the media”, as we see in the press release in my previous post.

However, when the time arrived for the tour, Golden and his buddies prevented Michael from climbing into the nearly empty safari van! Again!!

We had spoken to our friend, who will soon become president of the Harborside Rotary, the previous evening and asked him if we needed to have sponsorship from a Rotarian to go on the tour. He said that it shouldn’t be necessary, but we could use his name and say that we were his guests if need be. Well, we needed to, and Michael said he was a guest of our friend, but it meant nothing to Golden, who told Michael that he (should I capitalize that, too?) could choose whom he would let onto the bus since he was paying for it.

It’s his party and he doesn’t want us coming to it! Shucks!!

Michael did, however, get to ask a few questions in the parking lot, which Paul and Co. danced around. Too bad the newspapers weren’t there again. They were at the luncheon, and probably bored by the same old same old.

Oh well, the letters to the editors will be written and sent today. Let’s see who prints what.

I’m calling it discrimination. If everyone’s invited except Michael, and that wasn’t previously explained, I believe that is clearly discrimination.

He will speak before the rotary clubs of St. Croix on Thursday, June 12 at noon at Gertrude’s.

Then…..he will give tours of the property to the public. People wanting to go and ask the tough questions should contact us or SEA. We have copies of the questionnaire we distributed to the media last time he gave a tour to them, that no one paid attention to.

We just took our walk out there this morning, and with the heat, the pond is smelling particularly rank. And the cows are still to the west, so he can try again to blame it on “manure”, but they are far away from the pond and the smell increases as we get farther from them and closer to the pond.

Sounds like it’ll be a blast! Here’s the press release:

Guest Speaker: Paul Golden, Developer and Economic Development on St. Croix and what is new!

When: Thursday, June 12, 2008 at 12:00 noon
Where: Gertrude’s Restaurant, Hess Road

Paul Golden, developer of the luxury 400-room Wyndham® St. Croix Golf Resort and Casino, will be the guest speaker at the Thursday, June 12, 2008 Rotary luncheon at Gertrude’s Restaurant beginning 12:00 noon.

Mr. Golden will present an overview of the planned development at the luncheon. He also invites all Rotarian, guests and the media to join him later in the day for a tour of the proposed building site. The tour, which will be led by Mr. Golden, will begin at 5 p.m. Those interested in taking the tour should meet at the market across from the property on South Shore Road at 4:30.

The planned resort will be the keystone of a $250 million complex that includes a new 43,000-square foot conference center on the South Shore of St. Croix. It will feature a 25,000 square-foot casino, 18-hole Jack Nicklaus signature golf course, 17,000 square-foot world-class spa and fitness center, four restaurants; lounges, retail stores, and kid’s club. All Rotarians from the various Rotary Clubs, guests and the media are invited to attend.

Open to the public. All Rotarians, guests and the media are welcome.

Lunch available at a cost of $15.00. For additional information and reservations – Please Contact Jim Oliver 777-7700/277-1126 or Liz Goggins 712-5003/771-4420.

We’ve been reading this book for a week or two, now, but since I’ve been missing my friends, I’ve been taking notes on Bob’s book, “Away With All Gods”. I love it!

In Part One, entitled, “Where did God come from…and who says we need God?”, the various sections include: “A Cruel and Truly Monstrous God”; “The Bible, Taken Literally, Is a Horror”; “Christian Fundamentalists, Christian Fascists”; “What About the Ten Commandments?”; “No New Testament Without the Old”; Fundamentalist and ‘Salad Bar’ Christianity”; “Religion and Oppressive Ruling Classes”, and “If Gods Do Exist, Why Do People Believe in Them?” among others.

In section one, he talks about the “God works in mysterious ways” thinking that people use to justify the facts that people are horrendously killed, treated maliciously and tortured before they are killed, work hard and do good deeds all their lives, but crap still happens to them. Women are brutally raped, and children in third world countries starve to death in great numbers DAILY. And he pretty much says, “c’mon now, the kind of ‘god’ who would allow this is cruel and truly monstrous”. If there is a ‘god’.

I have to agree!

And then there’s the bible, where he describes ‘god’ as being “capricious, volatile, and seemingly even schizophrenic in his cruelty”. He goes on to quote passages from Second Samuel and Chronicles, which blame the plagues that befell the people of Israel, alternately on ‘god’ and ’satan’.

Avakian goes on to quote other scholars who have studied the bible, such as A. Brooks in “God, the Original Fascist”, who says, “Apparently, God has some sort of fetish for plagues”, wherein, he quotes Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy, Exodus and Genesis.

Avakian gets a little redundant, but continues making complete sense, when discussing the facts that slavery, infanticide, and inhumane treatment of women are encouraged in the bible.

More to come…..

Wreggie and Gigi are here on island, and I’ve been so excited I could bust. But I’ve gotten to spend so little time with them that I’m in a foul mood and have been since their second day here.

I’d been hoping that we could have some nice beach/snorkel time together with Sharon and Rainnie and Hunter, too, so I thought that Friday at the Yacht Club should be perfect for all of us, with them as our guests and we’d take the fugly boat out and come back after snorkeling a bit, and Hunter could play on the bouncy thing just off the beach while we sipped chardonnay. But, for some odd reason, my husband had other off-the- wall ideas and decided that since there was a twelve year old around, all the guys should act more twelve than usual. So they did. And poor Gigi went along with them in the fug tug. And Sharon and Rainnie decide not to come. Okay…..

After three hours of those immature men and Gigi out there (I had swum out and snorkeled and then swum back to shore), I was more than ready for some lunch. And so was Gigi. She was sick on the boat waiting for the boys to decide to become somewhat responsible. I went into the YC to ask about lunch. But alas, it was too late. They were no longer serving lunch. So Gigi and Hunter and I had to wait even longer for the boys to get the boat stuff put away so we could go to Lori’s for lunch…Exasperating!!!

But wait, the next day, Saturday, I thought we might all go out to the beach at Tamarind Reef, where the snorkeling is amazing and there is (again) a nice restaurant and bar right there. Well, the boys decided to go hiking down to Jacks and/or Isaacs beach. I said, “okay, fine” and got ready for the day. But when we got the villa, I found out that the women did not want to go, so I said, “Screw this, I’m not about to spend my day with four twelve year-olds in the middle of nowhere!” And the women invited me to stay at the cottage with them and hang around doing nothing. Wow! What a decision……Hell #1 or Hell #2. I decided to take off by myself and do what I needed and wanted to do.

I went shopping in town for two necessary items and then hit the trail at Tamarind. It was so fabulous that I spent two hours in the water with all of the most incredible sea life. And the visibility was outstanding.

My afternoon appointments had technical difficulties, so I had to reschedule them for today, when every one else is out on a sail boat at Buck Island. That’s okay, Sunday’s way too busy out there anyway. I’ll go back when it’s not so crowded.

But I’m still missing my friends and now the real work week begins….

While I was out watering the plants this morning, a large bird flew over and landed in the passion fruit vine. At first, I thought it was a pearly-eyed thrasher, but it soon became apparent that it was larger and had longer legs and neck, and did not have such a melodious voice as the thrasher. I was busy and lifted my watering can to a potted croton, hoping not to scare it away. I had seen it around before, but not this close, and I’d like it to get used to seeing me about and feel comfortable with me. When I lifted my gaze from the croton, however, it was gone. I’m thinking that maybe I should put in that little pond I’ve been considering for a couple of years.

Maybe we could have a family of green herons in our little Sally’s Fancy neighborhood….

I found a golf ball in my yard this morning. A few weeks ago, we found some plexiglass balls from some sort of chandelier-lamp in our yard. One of the dogs was chewing on them.

We don’t play golf, and we wouldn’t have a tacky chandelier-lamp in our home.

We do, however, have a fenced-in yard to keep our 11 dogs safely in the yard. In one section, the fence is 6 feet high and across the driveway from another fence, which is 5 feet high.

I’ve always hated fences. I think they’re ugly and they make me feel confined and restricted. And separate. But when I first moved here (and my house didn’t have a fence), I was forced to put a fence around my property, not to keep my dogs in. I didn’t have any dogs at the time. It was to keep the neighbor’s kid from coming over and taking stuff. She was small and she could fit through the gap between the sliding glass door and the door frame. And she’d take stuff. I’m not into stuff, but the person I was with at the time, had stuff he didn’t want taken.

Before the fences went up, I went over to talk to the grandmother about this problem. She told me I should hit the kid to make her stop. I nearly keeled over! I never even hit my own child. There was no way I could do it to someone else’s. So the fence went up. Island people would say, “Good fences make good neighbors”. I hated doing it, though.

As time went by, the neighbors had more kids. Boys now. Dogs came into my life, too, and I moved into the house I’m in now. It had a fence around most of it. But the neighbors would let their boys come close to the fence and harass the dogs. The kids would throw sticks and rocks at the dogs through the fence. The parents would do nothing. They don’t like dogs. So I had to shell out a bunch more cash to build more fences to keep these kids away from my dogs.

But now, the boys are old enough that they can throw farther. So they throw all sorts of things into my yard at the dogs. A few weeks back, when Michael showed the mother the plexiglass balls we’d found in our yard, she beat the kid. Today I found a golf ball in the yard. Apparently the beating didn’t work.

Why can’t people teach their kids right from wrong in a way that will make them behave like civilized people?

Michael spent a lot of time over the holidays getting a basketball hoop for the kids to play with. Their ball is flat now. I asked the kid about it yesterday and he said it hit the top of the fence and popped. So they have to start harassing the dogs again. I’m thinking of offering to take the kids to after school camp or boyscouts or something so they have a positive outlet for their energy.

But that would take more of my time and energy and more money probably. These parents work so much to make ends meet (keep a brand new car in the driveway and the hair and nails done, too, oh, while the house continues to fall apart), that they don’t have quality time with their kids. I’m at a loss…..

Life is good in Sally’s Fancy these days! The birds are singing outside my window (they’re probably telling me the feeders are empty, though), there are gentle breezes blowing from the southeast moving my magical, musical wind chimes. The skies are clear and blue.

And the trucks aren’t going by here any more. I don’t hear the roaring belching monsters speeding down Lowry Hill toward the boyscout camp. It’s lovely!

And the Senepols are back! There are a couple of dozen cows and calves in the pastures that burned a few weeks ago. I love driving out of our street and seeing the peaceful creatures grazing on the new green grass right across the way.

I feel so lucky to live here…

The St. Croix (STX) Recycling Association (RA) had it’s monthly meeting last night. I like STXRA because the meetings start on time and go for one hour. There is a strictly adhered to agenda at each session, with time at the end for questions and discussions.

I think they had the first meeting in February of 2007, and many, many people were in attendance (I’ve heard there were around 70). Now, there are usually 6-12. We’ve gone to a half dozen or so, and they’re very informative. I really admire the energy of the core group members and their willingness to stick with this thing despite the fact that so few others are getting involved.

It might be just one of those things where people who’ve been here don’t believe it’s going to amount to anything. Like there will be a lot of talk and no action, or they’ll put a lot of energy into it, just to see it fizzle like so many other attempts at making things work better around here.

But these guys are serious. They’ve really accomplished quite a bit. They have a logo, they’ve been in contact with government agencies, many of which have had representatives come to meetings. They are part of the Resource Conservation and Development Agency, and now have non-profit status, and they continue to recruit new members. Members don’t have to come to meetings, but it would be nice if they could get involved in other ways. There is a list of projects a mile long, that they keep plugging along at, and things are getting done. There is a glass crushing machine on St. John, which needs to move around from island to island to crush glass. They are working on a way to make that happen. The issue of used tires being cut up and taken off island has been addressed by tire sellers and they are working on getting that problem solved as well.

They have been supportive of Victor at EZ Recycling, who takes aluminum cans and is expanding to recycle other metals. And they are excited about our project. We will continue to do what we can with what little time we have and attend meetings and spread the good word.

We on St. Croix, have an opportunity to become a shining example of recycling,  proper waste disposal, and sustainable land and water use. Join the STXRA today….it’s only $30 !

I’m always second guessing myself. Well, maybe not always, but a lot of the time. Well, okay, sometimes.

There are certain days that, no matter what I’m doing, my mind is telling me I should or could be doing something else. When I got up today, my plan was to wash a few windows and do a few errands after I blogged about Kaleidoscope. I could also vacuum, since washing the windows wouldn’t take that much time.

So I washed four windows and blogged and vacuumed and did errands. And while I was out, I thought, jeez, I shoulda worked on the business plan, too. And I vowed to do that as soon as I got home and finished paying bills. But then I fed the dogs and started collecting two days worth of fallen mangoes, and cut up some eggplant for dinner. Now I’m washing mangoes and typing while waiting for Michael to come home and fix the washing machine so I can do a load of laundry. After I finish cutting (or maybe in the middle of) mangoes and putting them through the juicer and into containers and into the freezer. Hopefully.

I still haven’t even LOOKED at the business plan. Or the bills. And there are still two windows to be washed…

I’ll wash those windows tomorrow, after we go to see the accountant and talk to someone in Licensing and I work on the business plan and pay the bills and pooper scoop the yard.

At least I didn’t have to water plants today since it RAINED last night!! Yessss!!

After sailing to Buck Island on Mary Ann’s boat (well, the other three did - I rode both ways on Origami), we had a drink at the Yacht Club bar, then reconvened at Café Kaleidoscope. It’s on the corner of routes 62 and 624, just northwest of the Great Pond (oh, and 1/4 mile due west of our house ).

We had a great day out on the water and, once again, Pat and Sasha were there to nourish us after our adventures. I must say that one of the best days of my life took us to Kaleidoscope last year, where Pat’s coquilles St. Jacques delighted my palate after we’d swum with a dozen dolphins as we kayaked out to Buck Island the long way.

A couple of my favorite things about Kaleidoscope are the peaceful south shore location. In contrast to many other, air conditioned places, you can feel the breezes and inhale the fresh warm south shore air. You can look up at the unspoiled hillsides just west of the restaurant and know that soon, this land will be national park land. You can look to the southeast and see the lush mangroves surrounding and part of the Great Pond, which will also, with luck, soon be national park land, never to be violated by development.

In addition to the clean, comfortable feel of this place, the food quality is unsurpassed. Pat is an accomplished chef, and her dishes reflect the varied flavors of the different ethnic cuisines she has studied. Besides my favorite, the coquilles St. Jacques, she offers Italian delights such as eggplant rollatini (have I mentioned recently that I love eggplant), and sometimes tiramisu. She often serves a fabulous Asian-style salmon with with wasabi mashed potatoes, and there are always tempura veggies as an appetizer. Soup of the day was French onion, but I love her creamy roasted pepper soup when she has it. The mandarin salad is always fresh and delicious. Michael and I shared a seafood delight plate with mussels, scallops and flounder. It was wonderful! Finish your meal, as we did, with Pat’s home-made key lime pie. Another perfect ending to a perfect day in paradise.

Their menu is not extensive, nor is it expensive. Very reasonable prices make Café Kaleidoscope most inviting.

Call 773-1062 for reservations. Hours are Thursday thru Sunday 6-9pm.