L was in the mood for some Mexican food for breakfast. We picked Mamas Royal Cafe based on Yelp reviews. The restaurant looked like it would be a good place for breakfast. The interior was charming – particularly the wall of ivy plants and the colourful table and decorations. I noticed there was a picture of a gorilla sipping coffee on the wall. There was a cartoon bubble that showed the gorilla thinking “barbarians” and the image of tourists in the background. Mama, tell me what you really think!
We ordered coffee (40 pesos), which came in tiny little cups. After I drank my thimble of coffee I politely asked for a refill. The server looked me up and down and reluctantly refilled my cup. No offense, but this liquid was not so precious that I should be begrudged a refill.
L ordered the breakfast fajita filled with scrambled eggs and sausage and I ordered Huevos Divorciados. I liked L’s dish more than my own.
My eggs were runny. I asked for medium and the egg yolk came out undercooked. The beans weren’t anything special and the flavour of everything was bland. Each dish was around 120 pesos and our entire meal with tip was under $24.00 CAD. I got a bad tummy ache after eating here. I didn’t get d as a result, just a queasiness in my stomach.
We walked around the city after breakfast. The downtown core consists of maybe 6 blocks. We covered the entire area in less than three hours, including visits to the art galleries and checking out the menus of all the restaurants I recognized from my online stalking.
What I found most interesting was observing lots in prime locations with unfinished developments. One looked looked like it ran out of money after building the foundation and another that looked like it was destroyed by the hurricane and neglected ever since.
By lunch time, L and I were feeling peckish. We decided to walk back to the Marina to Captain Tony’s. With a name like that, I wasn’t expecting much. I was pleasantly surprised.
We ordered guacamole and two ice-cold Pacificos. The guacamole was better than Anejo in Calgary, and cheaper too. This filling snack plus gorgeous view cost $15.00 Canadian, including tip.
We people-watched while the tourists strolling by would in turn watch us. I wanted to lightly heckle them or at least tell them to come in for beers, but I knew L would be displeased. He hates it when I make random conversation with strangers when I’m drinking. For the record, at this point I only had one beer (on an empty stomach).
For our New Year’s Eve dinner, I suggested we get off the touristy area and get some real Mexican food. I picked Mariscos Las Tres Islas. I ordered a margarita, which was pretty bad. The flavour was one-dimensional and it lacked a freshness to it.
I ordered based on what I saw the locals eating: fresh oysters, ceviche and fried shrimp. The oysters were large, warm and briny. I prefer my oysters chilled.
I meant to order ceviche but I accidentally ordered the mixed seafood cocktail. The sauce was sweet and heavy. There was plenty of octopus, marlin, shrimp and sweet scallops.
My fried shrimp was delicious. Large, crunchy and sweet. The batter was fine, like breadcrumbs. The rice didn’t look like it would taste good, but it was flavourful.
L, who I will hereby call Mr. Round Eyes, thought his fish tacos were greasy and flavourless. He also didn’t like that there were no condiments to dress his fish tacos. He was disappointed with this restaurant. The total cost for this supper was about $55.00 Canadian.
After dinner, we walked around some more. I didn’t feel like drinking so we came home early to watch Back to the Future. What a classic. Marty and Doc are so likeable, even though their characters are underdeveloped.
Highlights of Day Three: Theorizing on the urban ruins in downtown Cabo, changing L’s name to Mr. Round Eyes, and watching Back to the Future.
Hitting the Sauce 