One of our neighbours, Glenn, had recommended a market and deli down in the old part of town, which turned out to have some gluten free stuff for Alexis. On the way we stopped to have a fresh coconut from a street vendor - just the top chopped off and a straw to drink the water inside.
We found a tequila shop where the guy claimed to know some people that had worked with Alexis way back, and after a few samples we were persuaded to buy a nice bottle with a couple of shot glasses. He gave us some recommendations for restaurants, with strict instructions to mention his name, Cesar Ruiz.
Early evening saw me practice my new favourite pastime of making Margheritas. Why have I not discovered these marvels before? With the salt round the glass and the slice of lime, there's nothing finer in this weather.
Our Christmas Eve dinner was a sumptuous affair in one of the top restaurants in town. Alexis, my personal tour guide, had remembered 'Cafe Des Artistes' from her past visits and had rather cleverly prebooked. What a meal! A mere seven courses, including a smoked tomato soup, poured from a wine bottle into a wine glass containing a corn foam. Perhaps most bizarre was the pianist & violinist playing Jingle Bells and Silent Night.
We could barely move after all the food, but managed to walk down to the sea front to join the families and tourists doing their night-time promenade. Alexis spotted one of her old haunts and so we went in to Zoo Bar. Unfortunately it wasn't very busy but the lack of atmosphere was offset by the fabulously old fashioned music videos - Wham, Heatwave, Village People!
A fabulous day - I'm definitely in the groove now.
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