St. Pete Beach Margaritas!

Ok, so is Sea Dogs in St. Pete Beach, is it on Treasure Island, or is it somewhere in between?? Yes!!! This is a two part post, because we ended up at Sea Dogs twice.  The first time, I was back from a NYC trip and feeling a little lazy, laggy and boring- Kathy, knowing just how to fix that, invited me to lunch and off we went.  We sat at the bar upstairs, facing the water, and marveled at what a beautiful day it was (as long as we were in the shade, under a fan, with a cold drink). I hate to admit it, but we completely forgot about our margarita thing that day and had some other libation, served by an extremely charming young man with a broken foot and a pony tail (a description really not doing him any justice; he was also tall, dark, and handsome, but that's boring).  We shared a delicious steak salad (which was split for us!  Classy!) and immensely enjoyed the company of the bartender, as well as two adorable ladies sitting at the bar with us.  These two ladies were

Sometimes, you wanna go to a place with a name like the Saucy Mermaid, or the Crusty Barnacle...or, the Drunken Clam. Kathy C. and I can be fancy, but we don't want to.  So we go to places like the Drunken Clam, the ultimate St. Pete Beach dive bar, which happens to share its name with the watering hole in the cartoon Family Guy.  On a hot, humid, armpit of a day, we waltzed into the Drunken Clam seeking fried food and libations.  The air conditioning was cranking full blast, and the windows were pleasantly small enough that we weren't being pummeled by the aggressive sunshine outside.   One thing about me and Kathy, we don't go out to lunch aiming to get crunk.  We go with the goal of eating food, and potentially getting crunk.  There is a difference. Today, true to form, we ordered some fried-ass foods, as well as two margaritas, which I think were included in the happy hour specials. Now this was a little while ago, so my vagueness of memory could be

*Full disclosure, I'm writing this post about two months after we actually went to Sea Critters.  Also, I puked that day.  So some details may be a bit hazy.* Other than "Crabby Bill's", Sea Critters might be my favorite restaurant name ever.  I mean, if you went there on a blind date, you could so easily get the conversation going by asking your new friend, "If you were a sea critter, what would you be, and why?"  So even though Kathy and I were not on a date, I asked her that very question!  At first she said, "A crab, because I like to eat them."  Well, I rejected that answer and therefore she revised it to a mermaid, which I thought was much more fitting.   My answer was, a seahorse.  The sea critter version of Kathy has beautiful hair, a siren's voice, and seduces men with her very presence.  I float around latching myself onto the nearest seaweed stalk.  But I'm cute and people like me. Sea Critters offers outside dining