Located within Bahama Village, you walk inside to discover that you are actually outside. The 20 minute wait for a table for one on an early Tuesday afternoon lets you know that despite the laid-back ambience, this is a place to be.
After checking out the rooster cemetery against the far wall and listening to the gentleman on the steel pan, a bloody Mary seems obligatory.
It's not just likely, but pretty much guaranteed that a fowl will take passage underneath your table, searching for an easy handout. Remember, this is Key West.
A mahi sandwich provides fuel for the afternoon trek on the bike, parked outside on the rack.
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