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Back in college, I interned a couple of summers at Crispin Porter and Bogusky in the Grove. This was before the ad agency became a national powerhouse and the future from my undergraduate eyes was nothing but bright. It was there that I would get introduced to my favorite place in South Florida to grab a bite or a beer, Scotty’s Landing.
By tagging along across the street from our office with other interns or actually being invited to join some of the key players out, I couldn’t have found a better atmosphere to induce a feeling of arrival.
The dockside bar isn’t a secret, but sure feels like a hidden treasure protected behind the tall stacks of boats of its boat yard neighbor. It’s not the pricey glitzy place you might picture in your head when you read of "arriving" in Miami. However, it’s the most relaxing dockside locale that belongs more in Key West or, even better, the corner of an unknown island and it’s right in the middle of it all, minutes from downtown Miami and a couple of blocks from the main shopping area of Coconut Grove.
I don’t go there too often as if somehow the place becomes less special with each visit and I try to savor that first romantic feeling – plus I somehow keep getting the same, solitary, incompetent waitress that I’ve refrained from complaining about. Sitting there in the plastic chairs, overlooking the docked sail boats waiting for some fish and chips and listening to the band off to the side, I might have once entertained the thought that it would be a great place to pop the question – yeah, just a little sappy coming a from a single, yours truly.
