Sunday, November 1, 2015

The Cruise Of Three Seestors

For the longest time the Belle of Gulf Boulevard has wanted to go on another cruise. Not just any cruise, but a cruise with her Seestor (that's sister with an accent ... a whole other story). I found a great deal on a Carnival ship a few months ago so I booked a balcony suite for the three of us (I am the third Seestor, the one with a hormone issue ... a whole other story).

The three of us chugged out of Tampa last Monday aboard the Paradise on a five day cruise to Grand Cayman and Cozumel. After the mandatory safety drill we headed for the nearest bar to get the party started. Woo! Woo! Pump it up, pump it up!

Tampa fades into the mist as the ship sails from the Garrison Channel and we settle in to our new lives "... sailing, sailing o'er the bounding main ..."



The whale's tail stack belched smoke as the Captain shifted the ship into over-drive and we waved goodbye to Tampa Bay and hello to the open seas.

 Each evening upon our return to our suite we found a new towel sculpture ... in this case, a pig.


Have you ever kissed a pig? Well, my bride has.


Our first full day at sea was a Carnival Fun day, with a myriad of activities such as eating, drinking, dropping some change in the casino, or enjoying the pool when the sun peaked out of the clouds. While wandering about the open deck area, I picked up a couple of pointers on what and what not to wear at the pool.




The next day we once again planted our feet on dry land. We dropped anchor on the back side of Grand Cayman. The Georgetown side was too rough to safely tender back and forth from ship to shore, so we tendered in and hailed a taxi for the ride to town.


After a bit of plundering, my two lovely wenches abandoned me when they happened upon a swarthy pirate.



The next day, the Paradise tied up at Puerto Maya on the island of Cozumel and we were able to disembark and hail another taxi into the town of San Miguel for some shopping, sightseeing, cerveza, and Mexican cuisine.





Before leaving Tampa, I had done some research on food venues in San Miguel, and Casa Denis was recommended. I was more than a little excited when we stumbled upon this Mexican eatery.
The ladies weren't all that hungry after a big cruise ship breakfast, so they settled upon a plate of real Mexican nachos which is somewhat ironic since nachos is not a Mexican dish. They were good though.

And for me, pulpo, por favor. What was served was a delicious plate of grilled octopus prepared in an authentic Yucatan style. I was a happy Gringo!

Back at Puerto Maya we came across Ali Gator, who looked as if he had a dandy meal of Tourista Ceviche and was thinking of mucho mas.

 We side stepped Ali and made like tourists over at the seawall.

Aye, me beauties!



Back aboard ship, we prepared ourselves for a grand dinner. Each of us got our own personalized menu listing the gut busting delicacies awaiting our taste receptors.

The Chef's Table took us through one of the massive kitchens for appetizers and then a sit-down seven course meal. There was a whole lot of eatin' needing to be done so not everything was photographed. No one left that dinner feeling hungry. Most of us could barely move.



It looked like an egg yoke, but it is a Mango Sphere using molecular gastronomy.

 We are pretty sure this is the Rosemary Biscuit. The Salmon Tartar Cornets were too blurry to use.


This was amazing! It looked like a shrimp on a skewer, but was Chocolate Bacon with Apple Ribbons and faux caviar, again using a molecular gastronomy technique.

After the appetizers, we were escorted to the dining area where the chef's genius continued to boggle the mind and delight our taste buds.


Bisque Our Way had a spectacular presentation and was followed by Wagyu that had the taste and texture of a slow braised pot roast.



I breathed a sigh of relief when the last dish was presented. While the individual servings appeared small, this was still a lot of food. 



Except for the pulpo on Cozumel this was the best food served on the entire trip. You pay dearly for it, but heavens to Murgatroid is it so worth the money.

Next, is our last towel sculpture of the trip.



The next day the Paradise pulled in to Port of Tampa and the Three Seestor's Cruise came to a close. The cruise is over, but the memories will last forever.



2 comments:

  1. Sucks to be you guys. We missed you. <3

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    1. Somebody had to do it! We thought about you guys constantly. Almost every day. Well, once in awhile.

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