Green Turtle Cay

Last fall, the Pitmaster Club on amazingribs.com announced a "Meat Up", aka Meathead in Paradise. The Bahamas. They billed it as four days of events with food, and specifically grilling, central to it all. Man, did they deliver.

I sent Linda the email in a joking way (from our dining room which we pretend is "not my office" to her iPad in the family room). It's how all the cool couples communicate, right?

So she walked into the dining room (she's so early-2000s) and said, "We should do this."

I was incredulous. But as we thought about it, it morphed from "You're kidding me," to, "Why not?"

We took the leap and booked a week. Drove to Chicago, took James and Danielle out for dinner, then to a park-and-fly Holiday Inn by O'Hare.

Not before we gave each other the exact same card for Valentine's Day:



So like all good travelers, we checked the weather at our destination:



And we were off... ORD to FLL (Fort Lauderdale) then a turboprop to Treasure Cay International:


Then, a cab to the water taxi, which took us from Treasure Cay to Green Turtle Cay:


The captain schlepped all the bags, and piloted like a maniac, IMHO. Heavy throttle, coming into the dock hot, then using high revs for reverse... not my style by any stretch, but he never hit anything.

Except he didn't undo the bow line as we left this dock... oops! 

And the water taxi "station" had a welcome sign...


And so did GTC:



Oh, there were burgers on the beach:


photo courtesy GrillGrates


And pizza on the beach...


photo courtesy GrillGrates


There are a number of other photos at my flickr collection but that link, and the photos, have evaporated.


Suffice it to say, we had an incredibly wonderful time!!



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