Yesterday we drove to Finster Murphy’s on 17th Street for lunch. During the 10-minute drive I had to swerve on Davie Boulevard to avoid hitting a car that had pulled out abruptly from the slow right lane; then, a few minutes later, on Miami Rd., I had to stop suddenly as the van in front of me made a U-turn in the middle of the street. Arriving at the fish shop, I found a car taking two parking spaces, not in the usual way, by straddling a line, but by sitting horizontally across two spaces.
Fortunately, my king mackerel and seaweed salad were delicious.
