Coming from six generations of Conchs, born and raised in a small town
of Key West, Florida, where families were very connected. We all grew up
as a family and shared many of our recipes, which are none like any other,
nowhere to be found but in our small island. I remember when we would
gather on weekends and share our recipes. We would sit out on the White
Street pier with our folding chairs, fishing and crabbing as the children
played. I have to say I miss that island. Key West people are so unique.
If you look at our history, we are all related to each other somehow. One
thing I can say is that Conchs (Key Westers as they call us) stick together. I
remember going to the beach as a child, and the families would get the grill
going, pull out the big cast-iron skillet, fill it with lard, and cook shiners
(mahua), a little shiny fish, which they would fry till they were crispy,
and we would squeeze key lime on them and eat with a couple of loaves
of Cuban bread. That was our barbecue. LOL. How simple life was, and
we had such great times. I know that anyone in Key West who reads this
cookbook would agree that our island is like no other. This cookbook is so
important to me because it brings back our history and great memories of
Key West, which I love sharing.