Piece-a-Cake in Fleming Island is a cute little pastry shop and bistro that is a delight for the senses. The owner, Laura, makes Desserts to Die For!
If you love breakfast food, this is your place to get Belgian waffles or fresh quiche! They open at 10, but there are only a few tables, « Read on… »
On a shopping trip to the St. John’s Town Center, my friend and I impulsively went to The Grape for a snack, rather than a restaurant. The last time I had been there was just after it had opened, on a weekend night, where I had joined the throngs of folks listening to jazz.
On a Sunday afternoon, however, it was quiet and conversation-inducing. « Read on… »
Now here’s a Mom and Pop place that serves up a great sandwich, casual atmosphere, pleasant background music, terrific coffee, and a calming view of the Creek. Watching the geese swimming under the moss-draped oaks is part of your lunch.
The breads here really make the sandwiches. « Read on… »
Cafe Carmon in San Marco is the place to sit in the shade, wait for your lunch date, and people-watch. « Read on… »
Naturally, a restaurant by the name of Mitchell’s Fish Market ought to have fresh fish. Of course it does. Great fish. Lots of fish!
But now, whenever I think of Mitchell’s in the Town Center, I will always think martini time!
If you have a yearning for food with a lot of imagination, BB’s in San Marco will satisfy that.
I arrived at the height of the hour, when the diners were packed wall to ceiling, « Read on… »
If you awakened one morning and said, “Gee, today I want to eat great fish,” (does anybody do that?) most folks would drive to the Beach, where you could get it straight off the boat, or nearly straight off the boat, like the many restaurants that specialize in fresh fish.
But for me, I don’t need a menu that has an entire array of fish choices. What I need is a fish prepared extremely well. « Read on… »
“To meditate, in my opinion, means the ability to laugh with friends, to go dancing when one feels like it, to read, to sit in a garden…”
These words are painted on the walls of the Garden Room of Cortesse’s Bistro in St. Augustine. « Read on… »
Honey B’s opened in Orange Park in early 2008, and already it’s popular. I had believed myself to be arriving timely for lunch at 11:15, but the restaurant had very few open tables. Quite a few folks were finishing a late breakfast; « Read on… »
My uncle just had heart surgery, and a pacemaker put in—or so he thought. Really, it’s a transistor radio. As a result, he plans to spend Valentine’s day alone and in a tunnel, where he will get no signal.
Unlike my uncle, I went to Tijuana Flats in Jacksonville for a Valentine’s Day lunch. I ordered a burrito called the Megajuana. « Read on… »