"On a map, Alabama Jack’s appears suspended in the middle of the ocean. It feels like that while you’re there, too, as there isn’t another business as far as the eye can see in either direction. The Key Largo seafood spot is north of US1—the main artery people take to get to The Keys—so there’s no perpetual stream of tourists whizzing by, just in-the-know locals who want conch fritters and cheap beer, and won’t take their eyes off the seagulls inching closer to their fried shrimp. It looks like the sort of rough biker bar where the rugged protagonist of an action movie would walk into, only to get in a 20-person brawl moments later. But they’re much nicer here, and families eat next to people who did arrive on their Harleys—all decompressing from the stresses of modern life." - ryan pfeffer, mariana trabanino