Blvd. Marina lote 10 local 2
Plaza de Danza, Cabo San Lucas
Los Cabos, Mexico
Phone: (624) 143 2491
Date of Last Visit: 26 July 2007
The Victim: Mom
The Damage: About $100 USD
The Background: I am still so very upset about my dinner at Mi Casa. I hate wasting a meal. I hate spending good money on bad food. And I hate that every time I think about my dinner at Mi Casa, my gag reflex kicks in. It was just THAT bad.
So I am nervous about my meal tonight. I don’t want to repeat the same mistake. But everyone on Chowhound says Nick San is good. (But then again, lots of people on Chowhound also recommended Mi Casa.) I am also a bit nervous because we are going to a JAPANESE restaurant in Mexico. Am I crazy? Have I lost my mind?
The Food: Is amazing. We start with soft shell crab and my mother can’t stop talking about how good it is. And I am right there with her. It just melts in your mouth. And it’s just the tiniest bit spicy. Really, it’s amazing. I debate ordering a second platter, but my server assures me the rest of our selections will be just as good. My mouth is watering as I write this, by the way. My mother says she would have eaten all of the soft shell crab in the kitchen if she could have.
We order some gyoza–pot stickers. They are big and beautiful. And they taste even better. Really. Again, it’s all I can do to stop ordering seconds. (Not ordering seconds was made easier by the somewhat ridiculous price tag…150 pesos for four gyoza. That’s about $3.50 USD per dumpling.)
And then up comes the spicy tuna roll and it too is gorgeous and delicious. Mi Casa is now a distant memory. I am taking pictures of my food–something you will note I rarely do because it makes me feel awkward. But there is no stopping me at Nick San.
The only non-standout dish was the veggie tempura, but that’s okay. It’s good, it just pales in comparison to everything else. (My mother says that everything else made the tempura seem "boring.")
The Drinks: Washed down with a lovely Negro Modelo and a Sake-tini. (A martini made with Sake.) Perfect.
The Excitement: My mother gets a little tipsy and "loses" her credit card. The taxi driver races us back to the restaurant, the restaurant staff is just so helpful and concerned. And guess what?
It was in my mother’s purse the entire time.