I had big plans of blogging from the road, snapping trip photos and writing lengthy reviews of everything we’ve seen and eaten. However, both of our phones started dying what “True Blood” would call the True Death, and service has been spotty throughout the South and Southwest, and despite the cozy bed for Harry in the back, he’s spent most of his time on my lap or scaling a pile of suitcases.
So, we ate our last Miami meal at Michy’s on Wednesday night. It was great, and we left full and happy, but I feel like Michelle Bernstein needs to change her menu a little more often. That might be an unfair criticism, especially since I’ve eaten at both Sra. Martinez and Michelle Bernstein’s in the past month, and there’s a bit of overlap in the three menus, but I wonder if she’s spread a little thin these days.
Thursday the movers came and we had Cheese Course sandwiches before driving off into the sunset afternoon sun.
We stopped in Ocala at Harry’s. The restaurant sits on Ocala’s town square, where there was a vigil for two Great Danes who had been killed. Harry enjoyed meeting many local dogs, though he was very sad about the circumstances. We made it just outside of Tallahassee Thursday night.
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Harry is such a good little traveler! And yes, both Link and Kirby now want to sit in my lap when we’re in the car. They’re spoiled rotten!
Harry’s other signature move is to keep his body in the back, twisted around our little cooler, and prop his head on the console. Sometimes he moves his body forward a little bit so he can snuggle Ryan’s side while he drives. It is ridiculously cute, though a little in the way!