A Shout Out For Villagio Restaurant.

My mother-in-law (MIL)is one of life's really sincere and kind people. She loves to acknowledge life's goodness and those who do good in their life. This morning, after her youngest child's wedding yesterday, her only concern was that someone acknowledge the wonderful work of the staff at the restaurant where we had the reception, Villagio (see website). I had already noted this when I put pictures up on Facebook but as my MIL is now learning about the Internet she asked me to put up something that the world could see.

Her real motivation was the fact that, with slower economic activity hitting the tourist sector in The Bahamas, and lay offs occurring, the people who work in that sector need a lot of support.

The food they produced was great. Bahamian favourites such as conch salad were a real surprise, and for those pepper lovers like me, it was jamming. They provided tortilla skins and beef and chicken fajitas, with the usual guacamole, salsa and sour cream to go along with them. They produced sides of roast beef, with salted buttered roast potatoes: we agreed that these were not Bahamian because they were small and everything Bahamian is large (see the women) and in charge (see the women). They had a roving buffet too with bruschetta, smoked salmon, battered prawn in a wicked pepper soy sauce. My wife loved the prosciutto and melon stand that also had a range of cheeses and salami. Did I mention the roast beef? Oh, yea, had to have seconds. We had champagne, and Yellow Tail Shiraz. Fruit kebabs.

After all that, we had to dance, right. Reggae, meringue, junkanoo, wuk up like for Crop Over. My little daughter was at her first wedding reception and did her best to go the distance, but at 5, your clock winds down fast after 10 pm. Her elder sisters? Well they partied, though one slept and had to take the last "bus" home with a cousin. In the end, no bodies lost, no bodies gained. A great day. An awesome wedding. The music, the food, the ambiance of the location. All worked well as you could sit in a cozy inside room and not deal with the evening cool air.

Tennis this morning was an attempt to get the body back in shape. But, just an attempt. Fish fry beckons.