Day is Done, Gone the Sun
Most of us attended camp — summer camp, sports camp, church camp — but we have a camp here in Sarasota where you won’t be making a lanyard or singing Kumbaya — Owen’s Fish Camp! A local favorite featuring fresh fish served with a Southern twist, this camp is reminiscent of laid-back summer nights of yore where the eatin’ is easy.
The restaurant draws a crowd, so expect see a line out front snaking around the regal Banyan tree donated by Thomas Edison in 1933. The inside opens to a full bar and multiple dining rooms where the walls are decorated with historical memorabilia that harkens back to simpler days.
Parties waiting for tables can also relax in the backyard where kids swing on tires and adults lounge by the fire, sip cocktails, and nibble on roasted oysters. The nightly entertainment usually features local folk or mountain music, making the wait feel like part of the fun.
Once inside, we usually start our meal with Bloody Mary oyster shooters and pan-fried lump crab cakes. I generally order the red snapper, which I deem the best in the city. Other popular entrees include pulled BBQ pork, friend shrimp and oyster baskets, jambalaya, naked fish with select toppings, and the Low Country Boil.
“An ode to old Florida living,” Owen’s Fish Camp serves traditional pecan pie for dessert, a must-try before you exit — It’s far more nuanced than s’mores!
The Sarasota Spectator
Our Sarasota Spectator is Betsy Miller, a retired high school teacher and college professor. Originally from Columbus, Betsy has fallen in love with the Gulf Coast of Florida, especially Sarasota. Blogging about the area has been a creative outlet for the writer, opening up an avenue of exploration. You may find the bon vivant enjoying happy hour at a tiki bar, shopping on historic Main Street, or seated at a concert or show at a local theater. Chances are you also might find her buried in a book on one of our beautiful beaches. Asked to give one word about her feelings for Sarasota, Betsy replied, “Smitten.”