Great tingling tastebuds, do Americans know about food. Yes, it’s easy to knock the hamburger, the behemoth “sodas” and the rather strangely named corn dog. The portion sizes may overwhelm and, coming from a grumpy European corner of the world, the smiles and “would you like anything else with that?” can be unnerving.
Yet, when it comes to brunch in particular, I’ve never tasted anything finer.
Blue Heaven in Florida’s Key West just about lives up to its name. Through a slight misunderstanding, I ended up with blueberry pancakes with a side order of blueberries (and, to save face, pretended that that was exactly what I’d been after all along. This is how we eat blueberries in Europe…ahem.)
With trademark maple syrup, super-crispy bacon and inch-thick fluffy pancakes, I was in, well, heaven.
Beneath the humid, southern sun, the others tucked into eggs with names straight from the movies, like sunny side up and over easy. So good, in fact, was the food that I was half way through my juicy fruit smoothie before I noticed what should have been obvious.
There, among the powder-painted signs, the tropical almond trees, the ketchup and the steam of a well-loved kitchen, came an unmistakable cry…
Feathers brushed against my leg and, tearing myself away from my breakfast, I looked down.
That’s right, a real life rooster was strutting around.
Brunch may feel like a US institution, but Blue Heaven still does brunch in Key West style.
729 Thomas Street, Key West, Florida, 33040
I visited Florida as a guest of Virgin Holidays as part of a Florida Photo Safari. The usual, exciting, disclosure policy applies…