I consider myself a Floridian all-but by birth. Not a Flori-duh person, the type of person Dave Barry, the humor columnist who used-to write for the Miami Herald, was so-fond of lampooning. There is a great variety of cultures here, in south Florida, and elsewhere throughout the state. The two largest-population school districts are in Miami (Miami-Dade County) and Ft. Lauderdale (Broward County) metropolitan areas, and a sign of their heterogenous composition, the school boards have-to make accommodations for educating children speaking at-home over 60 languages, in ESOL classes. There are all-sorts of ethnic-foods restaurants from around the globe. European, Asian, African, South American-Central American, and I know where to go to get the delicacy of French-Canadian smoked meats and poutine. There is a good Indian restaurant not-far from us, and they can make it as-hot as you can stand, though I see no need to scorch my mouth, I do like curry. My friends who hunt give me venison and sausage, and you can go to the docks as the boats come-in from the Atlantic Ocean Gulfstream, and buy the catch, dressed. There's nothing like fresh snapper, dolphin (dorado, the fish, not Flipper!), grouper, swordfish, kingfish, or other fishes. One acquaintance ran a smoked fish business for many years, he was a Norton guy, and I always got discounts, because we'd talk bikes, and that product was delicious!
