OK, it’s been a while since I wrote. In fact, it’s been more than two whiles. It’s been long enough to miss you, my readers (with one exception, which I’ll note later) and to wish I could come back and tell you about how to eat cheaply in this funky old town, Daytona Beach.
One of the reasons I stayed away was that I had a fan who scared me. The idea that he had subscribed to the blog and would be reading my entries kind of creeped me out. I could give you more juicy details about the guy, but I can’t remember his name.
I do remember that on our way to a moderately-expensive Daytona-area eatery, The Garlic, he did something so inappropriate that I should have jumped screaming from his Jeep. Mind you, this had nothing to do with The Garlic, because we hadn’t arrived there yet. Restaurant, great. Date, not so great.
I didn’t leave my date right then, before we even got to the restaurant, because I like The Garlic. Especially the outdoor garden area with the Christmas-tree lights decorating the palm trees. The entrees are about $15, but they’re ample enough to split between two diners, or to leave enough leftovers for lunch the next day. I’m particularly fond of the Vegetable Scampi, and the roasted garlic-with-olive-oil that they serve when you first sit down, next to a basket of fresh, hot bread, is sort of addictive.
So that night I was thinking about The Garlic and the garlic, both general and specific, and I overlooked the RED FLAG of my date’s inappropriate behavior. Don’t let this happen to you. Even excellent vegetable scampi is not worth losing your dignity!
Oh great, I just remembered his name.
I haven’t been back to The Garlic (which is on the South Causeway, aka State Road 44 or Third Street, in beachside New Smyrna) since that fateful night, but I’ll go again. You can get a lot of luxury there for not much money, so while it’s not exactly a budget diner, it won’t bust your budget, either. And the ambiance in the outdoor garden makes it an impressive place to take out-of-town visitors.
It’s quiet enough in the garden to make it a good spot for a first date–as long as your date isn’t the same guy I went with.