Part Three - A visit to a jerk hut
Ohhh wait, how did this get here? A blast from my past and apparently, I have always been an insane lunatic. Although I think I was only trying to recreate the bottle dance from Fiddler on the Roof, which I had gotten kicked out of in college because I could not do a dance step without dropping the bottle off my pumpkin shaped head.
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Annnnyway.....moving on.....from my wild twenties to my milder fift----I mean...err...older than twenties.
Where were we? Busch Gardens log flume, soaked, park closing, time to go back to the hotel. Embassy Suites shuttle picked us up and not only took us back to the hotel but the driver gave us a dinner recommendation and said he would drive us to it later -The Jerk Hut! The best Jamaican food in town!
Well, I'm sold! And Phil will get to go to his appropriate environment: a jerk hut! And through the magic of the internet, we are here!
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Let's eat!! And drink!
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Fun, right?
The drink menu is extensive. I forgot to take a picture of it, but from their website's description, this is what we decided to have:
RHUM RUNNER $8
Meyer's Rum, Light Rum, Blackberry Brandy, Banana Liqueur, Grenadine, with lime and pineapple juice.
Okay, so some people on the main board are complaining that WDW is selling drinks (wine, beer) for $7.00 in the Magic Kingdom restaurants, and how dare they sell them at all. Well, eight bucks for this is a bargain. It would be $15.00 in NYC. Anyway, Cheers!!!
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I'm such a goof ball. Or something. And Phil Monster is having fun too.
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Well, we ate jerk chicken and jerk pork and all sorts of fritters and plantains and enough Scotch Bonnet sauce to give us a lifetime of acid reflux syndrome, and we drank about 500 Rhum Runners (why do they spell it like that?) because we didn't have to drive and because we are insane, and then it was time to go.
So we called the Embassy Suites complimentary van, who said he would be there in ten minutes, which means, time to get a picture or two of a Monster in front of a Waffle House!
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Awwwww........now that he has had 500 cocktails, he is happy. How sweet.
And don't think that we didn't consider running over to that Waffle House while we were waiting for the shuttle bus to get some scattered, smothered, covered and chunked hashed browns and a couple dozen waffles too.....but because we wanted to live to see another day, we refrained. And the shuttle driver came, and as we got in, he said "Do you know they are having a prom at your hotel tomorrow?"
Annnnd scene!
Back to you soon with more about the prom (no we did not crash it!) and a very crowded Busch Gardens Saturday.