Two things happen
precisely on time in Key West. The sun sets over
Mallory Square and at 7:59PM on a Saturday evening
B.O.'s Fish Wagon closes. You know when closing
time is coming because for the last 45 minutes or so one
of the guys in the kitchen yells out how much longer
every five minutes and, at the end, every minute.
He also shares his personal creed, "God, Country,
Above is a hot dog,
all the way. The dog is grilled with split ends,
served on Cuban bread and bedazzled with ketchup, onions
and mustard. To the right, a combination of conch
fritters, fried grouper (today's catch) and fries.
They're famous for their fish sandwich but the kitchen
never got around to showing me one.
You order and pay
at the counter. Prompty (Key West time - within
the hour) one of the cooks, your order in hand, wanders
through the dining area calling and often ridiculing
My dining companion
for lunch is the cat next to my Budweiser.
B.O.s is especially popular with the area dogs.
Three stopped by for a quick snack while I was there.
B.O. by the way
stands for Buddy Owens, a dedicated fisherman whose
favorite hobby is the bar/restaurant business.