eigh Merkey’s smile is perpetual and infectious as she recounts her time in Providenciales, a Styrofoam plate of cracked lobster and crab rice in her hand, ripsaw music booming, and her new husband by her side.
“I’ve said many times this week, I may never go home,” she said.
Leigh and Justin, honeymooners from snow-laden Chicago, only had to walk a few minutes from their suite at the Gansevoort to find exactly what they were looking for at the first weekly Fish Fry at the Bight Park, hosted by the Tourist Board and LIME: local food and music, and a diverse crowd.