Carriacou brings new meaning to the word ‘local’. It has a population of less than 10,000 people, mostly concentrated in Hillsborough. We headed down there to buy food for breakfast and lunches. As we food shopped, every store we went in had employees glued to the radio, although, try as I might I couldn’t make out what they were listening to – it was obviously a sports event. Eventually, I asked a girl at the supermarket checkout: “What’s the big game?”
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Caught up in the Parade |
“Oh, it’s the High School Football match.” There are two high schools on the island and each year they play against one another.
But, I hadn’t realized how big it was until I tried to drive through the town the next day. The streets were blocked as every high school kid on the island thronged behind large pickups blasting music as the winners held up their trophy. The whole town was gridlocked for a couple of hours – it was hard not to get caught up in the enthusiasm.
There are three supermarkets in the town but they seemed to be stocked mostly with canned or frozen food and alcohol. But, I was surprised that there was no bread or fresh fruit & veg. It took us a couple of days to realize that fresh produce was sold at stalls in the streets – I had to get used to the one-way streets before I found them!
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Conch Shells |
Of course, Hillsborough is a haven for visiting sailors and we soon discovered Patty’s Deli where they get their provisions – fresh bread, cold cuts/sliced meats, cheese, and wine. And, they do a mean cappuccino too – it became a morning go to!
So, we were well set for breakfast with fresh eggs, mango and papaya from the street stalls and lunch with bread, ham, and cheese from Patty’s. That left our evening meals…
All around the island you see conch shells washed up on the shore. But, it turns out that they are more than just a device to listen to the waves. In Grenada they eat the flesh – it’s on the menu as ‘lambi’.
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Bogles Roundhouse |
Given the size of Carriacou, you’d think that a good restaurant would be hard to find. I thought I’d found one worthy of our Wedding Anniversary – Bogles Roundhouse – and we drove there to eat and book a table for our evening. The restaurant was some distance north of our villa in a small village and I drove slowly, no honestly, along a narrow road to find the entrance. Still, I missed it and had to turn around. Then, I saw the tiny sign pointing down an even tighter laneway; as I turned down it, the road dropped away almost scraping the bottom of the vehicle.
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Dinner in Bogles |
Set on a cliff above the shore, Bogles really is a round house with round glassless windows, each one unique and the food was exquisite – we started with shrimp, octopus and lambi, of course, with dipping sauces, then Carol had Spiny Lobster and I had Rack of Lamb – I could have eaten there every night. That said, we couldn’t eat there on our anniversary, it was closed on that day, a Sunday.
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Relaxing in Off-the-Hook |
On our actual anniversary, we ate in the Hard Wood on Paradise Beach, a hang-out for the locals. The Hard Wood is a bar on the beach that on first glance reminds me of an old picnic shelter from the beaches where I grew up. But the fish with mac & cheese that we shared was yummy! And, then we walked along the sand to ‘Off the Hook’, the rambling beach bar where visitors hang out. The sun set over the water as we strolled. Back at our patio, it was the darkest, quietest night we’d experienced; they take Sunday seriously here! And, in case you were wondering, it was our 46th Anniversary...
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Sunset on Paradise Beach |