This lovely little meal was served at a roadside diner called Mile 7 Grill. The blackened grouper was huge, spicy and juicier than I thought fish could be. It came with a petite bowl of slaw (my new favorite food) and a few toppings for the fish. Where can I get this sandwich locally? It was the first in many amazing fish sandwiches on the trip. My bowl of conch (pronounced conk) soup was nothing more than a bowl of steamed frozen veggies, a squirt of ketchup and rubbery chunks of conch. Not good. At all. We kept reading about the conch chowder, but never were successful in finding to our liking. Maybe other Floridians like chewing on chopped super balls, but we were a disappointed. The Bimini bread that accompanied it was warm, soft and slightly sweet and would have been perfect with a better bowl of soup. I focused instead on stealing bites of Ron's sandwich and drinking sweet tea.
Until we meet again Miami, I'll be dreaming about your food.