The critter was constructed from a Palm Tree frond by a street artist. There were many vendors visiting our dinner table last night hawking flowers, and objects de`art. A strolling guitar gaucho wanted to play us a song — I suggested Guadalahara (a tough one for a one-man band) but he said that one would cost (5) $bucks$. No sale. We walked Collins Ave. and the South Beach. Palms were backlit by dark sky and a gorgeous moon. The sidewalk was walled with outdoor restaurants. Barkers hustled their menus and musical instruments played a latin beat. Most dining is celebrated in the fresh air outdoors and for good reason.