Bob Heilman's Beachcomber is a delightfully snobby restaurant in Clearwater Beach. When you pull into their rear parking lot, someone is sitting out there waiting to make sure you are going into the restaurant and not wandering off somewhere else. The snooty waiter was as haughty as a stereotypical French one in some bad movie, and yet even though that normally would make me walk out immediately, it's all part of the experience and the ambience here. And besides, the food is terrific. Try the gumbo!
I gotta say, though - if you're going to name-drop Ernest Hemingway and then misspell his name in two different ways, you're not as high-toned as you think you are.
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