Speaking from strictly on the grounds of aesthetics, the view is breath taking. You can literally see for miles out to sea, and hear the waves crashing on the shoreline. The laughter of family’s on the beach enjoying the sunlight, and the sounds of birds chirping make this one off the most scenic places, and lovley places I have eaten at in a very long time..
Service: Well…. I would say the young lady charged with our service was less than attentive. It seemed almost as if I was a stranger sitting in her living room saying, "get me a beer and a sandwich and make it snappy woman!" She carried a demeanor that was about as exciting as Ben Stien in a calculus contest, and payed as close attention to our needs as Mr. Magoo would have. I am not saying I need a TGI Fridays experience everytime I eat, but a simple hello would you like a drink would have done nicely.
Food: The Jamaican Jerk Mahi Tacos are essentially, three pieces of fish salted braised, and put in a flour tortilla, not the most impressive of presentations. I will say that whatever sauce is used to season this meal is a tangy taste adventure, but overall...Eh.
Side of poison: Since my trip to the beach house I have been experiencing some “gastronomical anomalies,” that are less than enjoyable. I can imagine that if I wished to repeat said “anomalies,” that I should make a habit of drinking Tijuana tap water mixed with Turpentine and a shot of Antifreeze. Perhaps this is the sauce mixture?
Drinks: The corona was cold, and that is very good.
Overall: I was pleased in general to have an opportunity to spend time with my sister Laura, and enjoy the California coastline for an hour. The company was the best part of the meal. I would rate the “Culinary” experience a 1 on the something scale, as I the service was less than fair, and I may have to have my entire intestinal tract removed.