Isla Mujeres Day 12

September13

We opted to keep our golf cart for another day. This gave D an excuse to hop into the cart and go and scare up some breakfast.

He found the juice man and then made his way to Café Aluxe. D had met the baker the night before at Limon’s. He had spent the entire long day previous baking and by the time D got there, he was almost sold out. We did manage to get a couple of wedges of coconut-encrusted banana bread which was packed with flavour and beautifully moist.

We decided to check out Da Luisa at Casa Louis Ixchel. We were considering the restaurant for the progressive dinner we were planning for the following evening. Our son and daughter-in-law had celebrated their wedding anniversary there and thought that we might like it as well. We were encouraged to look around and thought that it was a gorgeous spot.

After toodling around for the morning, we came upon Oscars Grill and we had built up a hunger and a thirst. D opted for the shrimp tacos and I a fish sandwich. Both were pretty good but the truth is, we had eaten so much amazing food over the two weeks, that we were quite used to pretty good.

We think that we might have happened upon the Oscar of Oscar’s. Can anyone verify this?

I dropped D off at Little Garrafon for an afternoon of snorkeling as I spent the time shelling, shopping, writing and reading. At happy hour, I met up with the gang at Casa de los Suenos. After visiting the island once or twice a year since 2006, this is another place that I had never been. We were delighted with the atmosphere and the décor of the open bar.

But it was pretty obvious what we were there for….the food!

We ordered and shared tastes of a variety of their offerings including: Tortilla soup,

Chiles Relleno,

Chicken Nachos,

Fish Tacos,

Crab Cakes,

Calamari,

and Caesar Salad.

We were serenaded

and then treated to another stunning sunset.

Our happy hour treats turned out to be our supper and so we whiled away the evening with a whole lot of nothing which is exactly what we love to do on Isla.

Later that evening though, we were getting a little bit peckish and realized that we had not indulged in desert yet so we hopped back onto the cart and headed into Centro. We knew exactly what we wanted and who would be serving it.

We have a number of local Isla friends that we miss when we don’t get to see them and we had not yet run into our friend Jose until earlier that day. We had whizzed by him on our golf cart when we heard a shout “Hola! My friends!”. We turned the cart around and there was Jose with his big grin and winning ways. We had not seen him since he had taken such good care of us two seasons previously at Hotel Pariso. How he recognized us, we will never know. We stood in the street to get caught up and he shared with us that one of his jobs was selling baking for his friends. When we stayed a couple of years at Pariso and he acting as co-host he would do anything for us. We asked him each evening as we headed out for dinner, if we could bring anything back for him. He would sheepishly suggest diet coke and when we would stock him up, you would think that we had given him the most amazing gift in the world. Jose is one of the many reasons why we love Isla and the islanders so very much.