I’ve been working on a file from hell the last couple of days that took almost twice as long to do as it should have. Even though I have another big job due tomorrow night, I’ve been typing since 6AM and decided to quit at 1:00.

I emailed Dale mid morning to see if she wanted to go for a walk on the beach. She was more in the mood to go for a beer and wanted to try the Puesta del Sol restaurant because it advertised 15 peso beers, the cheapest price we’ve seen outside a grocery store. I had planned to get chicken for lunch, so I decided to instead get food at the restaurant.

Puesta del Sol is the Gringoest restaurant on the beach in that it’s where all the tour groups go. So I don’t know why I was shocked by the English menu in U.S. dollars. I asked if they had one in pesos and was told it’s only in Spanish. Not a problem. I just like to know how much I’m spending!

Dale ordered her usual, nachos with cheese, and they were terrible! They were covered in viscous bright orange processed ‘Nacho cheese’ like you’d get at a cinema back home. Yikes! What a waste of 60 pesos!

I ordered their fish ceviche for 85 pesos and was very happy with my lunch! Thank goodness! The portion was huge, almost more than I could eat, with the fish being mixed with grated carrots and ‘cooked’ in what I think was a mixture of both lime and orange juice. It was fresh, zesty, and dang good with a pile of chips! 85 pesos felt like a good deal and not just for a Gringo restaurant, so I’m pleased.

Our Pacificos were, indeed, only 15 pesos. So we would definitely go back to Puesta del Sol for a drink, but not for nachos!