In Key West for our anniversary week, my husband, Bill, and I stopped at Wahlburgers for lunch overlooking the Historic Seaport. The day was warm and sunny, and after a few hours strolling the Harborwalk, we needed a relaxing lunch stop with good food and cold drinks. Shady patio seating next to a fan at Wahlburgers fit the bill.
Key West chickens are protected by law in the city limits and love to hangout at Wahlburgers’ patio, as well as everywhere else in Key West. I’m actually fond of chickens. My mom grew up on a farm in Iowa and as a child I spent lots of time there with my grandparents. I have sweet memories of gathering eggs in the chicken coop with my grandma. Bill and I were entertained by the rooster and chickens milling around while we enjoyed a delicious lunch. I highly recommend the thin crispy onion rings. Bill recommends the Blackened Grouper BLT.
Evidently, this rebellious rooster likes the Blackened Grouper BLT as much or more than my husband does. I know this because…right in the middle of dinner he flew over Bill’s head (scratching the bald part just a bit), landed on our table, grabbed Bill’s sandwich and then continued on his merry way! All the while we just sat there staring at each other wondering what just happened! Well, I might have screamed a little, but really, you would have screamed too if a rooster was flying through the air within a foot of your face, carrying a sandwich! That’s just not something a person sees on a regular basis. Or is it? I guess I don’t really know. Hmm…sounds like I need to spend more time in Key West, doesn’t it? I like thin crispy onion rings, but I LOVE sleuthing out a good mystery…
This happened to me too when I was in the Florida keys! It wasn’t a chicken though, it was some other large fast bird that they have all over the central keys. He scared the day lights out of me as he dive bombed our table and tried to steal food. The waiter acted like we should have known better that we were supposed to put the cloth napkins over our food so the birds can’t see it… when you’re from NE how on earth would you know that!?! It was memorable!
Hi Crystal! The locals are obviously used to it-our waitress just kind of laughed then said , “I hate that chicken”! Thanks for reading my blog. Be well, Angie
My mom and dad visited Daytona back in the day and my dad got a hot dog from a vendor. As he was bringing the dog up to his mouth for the first bite a sea gull swooped down and took the dog – dad was left with only the bun!
Hi Nancy. That’s a funny story. I guess it really is man vs nature down here! Thanks for visiting my site. Be well, Angie
Awesome chicken story! Wish you’d gotten a picture of the rooster flying with the sandwich. I hope Bill’s head was okay 🙂
Hi Paula! I’m happy that you are enjoying my blog. Be well, Angie