Forget what I told you a few weeks ago. Remember, I said something about how the excellent March and April weather “sometimes continues into early May”? Well, it’s mid-May and we still have incredible weather. Just great stuff with low humidity and endless sunshine. So one night this week, I took Gwendolyn, my girlfriend, for a nice sunset outing over at Shula’s On The Beach. We left my place around 7 p.m., just as the light began to lose its late day intensity. A pleasant drive over the 17th Street Causeway bridge, past Port Everglades and up A1A, brought us to Shula’s. Which, by the way, is almost literally on the beach. That’s only a slight exaggeration. The outdoor tables are so near the water that you can hear the waves breaking.
It’s a good idea to make reservations for this restaurant, owned by the great former Dolphins coach, Don Shula. So of course I hadn’t done this. When we asked to sit outside, the hostess explained they had many reservations that evening but she still found us a great table – closer to the water than any other spot in the place. It was ideal. We’ve eaten at Shula’s before but especially enjoyed their meaty shrimp cocktails and luscious margaritas. So that’s exactly what we ordered. A nice appetizer and drink for a perfect evening.
The waiter brought our margaritas first. On the rocks, naturally. With salt. We sat there for a long time, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular. Just enjoying ourselves and the romantic setting. Slowly the sky began to shift through its palette of twilight shades. Two long streaks of clouds stretched out, west to east, cutting across the purple-gray above them. Little waves gently rolled up on the beach. When our shrimp cocktails arrived, we munched through them hungrily. Gwendolyn, a serious foodie, pronounced the shrimp “cooked to perfection.” And yes, the cocktails were excellent. Though this was all we ordered, our server never rushed us to leave. We had to ask him for the bill. So we sat for another long time, still chatting and laughing about nothing in particular. When we finally paid and left our table, we weren’t sure where we were going next or what we were going to have for dinner. It didn’t seem to matter, really. After a start like that, how could the rest of the night be anything but wonderful?
It’s a good idea to make reservations for this restaurant, owned by the great former Dolphins coach, Don Shula. So of course I hadn’t done this. When we asked to sit outside, the hostess explained they had many reservations that evening but she still found us a great table – closer to the water than any other spot in the place. It was ideal. We’ve eaten at Shula’s before but especially enjoyed their meaty shrimp cocktails and luscious margaritas. So that’s exactly what we ordered. A nice appetizer and drink for a perfect evening.
The waiter brought our margaritas first. On the rocks, naturally. With salt. We sat there for a long time, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular. Just enjoying ourselves and the romantic setting. Slowly the sky began to shift through its palette of twilight shades. Two long streaks of clouds stretched out, west to east, cutting across the purple-gray above them. Little waves gently rolled up on the beach. When our shrimp cocktails arrived, we munched through them hungrily. Gwendolyn, a serious foodie, pronounced the shrimp “cooked to perfection.” And yes, the cocktails were excellent. Though this was all we ordered, our server never rushed us to leave. We had to ask him for the bill. So we sat for another long time, still chatting and laughing about nothing in particular. When we finally paid and left our table, we weren’t sure where we were going next or what we were going to have for dinner. It didn’t seem to matter, really. After a start like that, how could the rest of the night be anything but wonderful?


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