On Saturday we went to the Twins game. The spring training park is in Ft Myers at the home of the Miracles, Hammond Stadium, and Sam had obtained tickets. We headed over early sans Bette who was still feeling sick. We parked on the ball fields ringing the stadium, and crawled over the tailgaters who must have arrived sometime last night.
The tickets were a reasonable $21, seats in 203-5-3, with a great view of the field. I love small parks. We briefly considered selling the extra ticket, but thought the extra space might be nice too.
I was waiting in line in the right field bar/concession area, and after a subliminal crack, a foul ball bounced off of a garbage can not 4 feet from me. If the garbage can was not there, I would have a) made a spectacular grab, or b) been killed. I prefer not to know how it would have ended.
Premium Beer Served: Lots to choose. Started with a Land Shark, but switched to Dominican Republic Presidente beer, which had a nice color and taste. Plus, very fitting for a baseball game.
We spent Sunday sand castling. Sam & I dug, Bette snoozed, and Karin sat in the beach chair for moral support.
We headed out to dinner to Il Tesoro, located in the old Twilight Cafe location. This translates to “The treasure”, but all we treasured was finally leaving.
Sam and I split a bottle of Colle De Duca for $30. Was good. We decided on the Grilled Calamari for an appetizer for $9. We had never had grilled Calamari before, and it was quite good. I miss the oily part though.
We had various salads; Arugula and the Tesoro Spin Salad. Ok.
I had Pollo Fiorentia ($19), a chicken breast folder over some filling. We also had Lobster Ravioli ($28), Pollo Fiorentia ($19), and Pescatora Risotto ($24).
The sad thing was, the food was good. It just took over an hour to see it, and the waiter (coded AJ on our receipt, but since the head chef is A.J. Black, probably not correct) was a condescending jerk. He would run over once every 20 minutes and say, “it looks like it is up next” and then scuttle up to the counter to bring food to another table. Other tables came and went before we got our salads. We had to ask for bread brought automatically to other tables. I like to dawdle over dinner, but come on. Finally the preggers Karin blew up at him and he pretended to care. No offer of free entree, no offer of free dessert, no apology. He got a bad tip, and I will never go back. Never.
Il Tesoro, 751 Tarpon Bay Rd, Sanibel. (Zagat Review from yours truly)