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canyonwalkerGrand Cayman Travelog #24
Seven Mile Beach - Fri, 19 May 2023, 9pm
Tonight's our last night in Grand Cayman. We celebrated it by going out to a nice(r) restaurant. But first, after finishing up with our driving tour around the island this afternoon, we went out to the beach and the hot tub. Well, I went to the hot tub after the beach. Hawk was feeling a bit ill from wave motion while we were wading in ocean together and opted to go back to the room and lie down. She wasn't ill enough to need attention so I stayed out for another hour or so. After a while I joined her upstairs until she felt well enough to try dinner.
"Where shall we go for dinner?" is often an impossibly wide-open question. We decided quickly on Mexican food as the cuisine we wanted. That narrowed our choices substantially, to about 3 full-service restaurants. We picked Casa 43. It was a tad spendy for Mexican food but had chicken tortilla soup— which Hawk wanted because it helps settle her stomach.
We drove over to Casa 43 and couldn't find legal parking. We looked up and down the street twice. We bailed out to try another Mexican restaurant half a block away. It had tons of parking in its patrolled lot— not exactly a good sign! Still, we figured not dealing with crowds would be preferable to having the best food possible. Except once we looked inside Hawk wanted to nope out of there. We went back to Casa 43 and parked in a questionably legal spot on the street. Other people were doing it, too, so we figured there might be some safety in numbers.
I'm glad we chose to deal with the parking, the nearly full restaurants, and the somewhat spendy prices at Casa 43 because it was amazing. Hawk changed her mind from chicken soup when she saw that they had a fried avocado taco. She loves avocado, and fried avocado is something we've never seen before. She paired a grilled cauliflower taco along with it. We got a guacamole appetizer that tasted better than what we make at home— I was both impressed and slightly frustrated by that— and I got steak fajitas for dinner that 100% hit the spot... even if they were $30. The one thing I didn't do was order alcohol. Holy shit, beer was $12 and margaritas with quality liquor started at $23. Some spendiness is just too spendy for me.
On the way home we gassed up the car so we don't have to deal with it while driving to the airport in the morning. We also bought dessert from the gas station's well stocked convenience store. It was 1/4 the price of buying dessert at Casa 43. Now we're back at the room, enjoying our dessert. I'm finishing off my last beer from buying a six pack a the store earlier in the week. Yes, that's the 6-pack I bought for the price of one glass of beer at Casa 43. Don't get me wrong; I loved Casa 43 and I'm glad we went. It's just that tradeoffs are necessary vs. eye-watering prices.
Seven Mile Beach - Fri, 19 May 2023, 9pm
Tonight's our last night in Grand Cayman. We celebrated it by going out to a nice(r) restaurant. But first, after finishing up with our driving tour around the island this afternoon, we went out to the beach and the hot tub. Well, I went to the hot tub after the beach. Hawk was feeling a bit ill from wave motion while we were wading in ocean together and opted to go back to the room and lie down. She wasn't ill enough to need attention so I stayed out for another hour or so. After a while I joined her upstairs until she felt well enough to try dinner.
"Where shall we go for dinner?" is often an impossibly wide-open question. We decided quickly on Mexican food as the cuisine we wanted. That narrowed our choices substantially, to about 3 full-service restaurants. We picked Casa 43. It was a tad spendy for Mexican food but had chicken tortilla soup— which Hawk wanted because it helps settle her stomach.
We drove over to Casa 43 and couldn't find legal parking. We looked up and down the street twice. We bailed out to try another Mexican restaurant half a block away. It had tons of parking in its patrolled lot— not exactly a good sign! Still, we figured not dealing with crowds would be preferable to having the best food possible. Except once we looked inside Hawk wanted to nope out of there. We went back to Casa 43 and parked in a questionably legal spot on the street. Other people were doing it, too, so we figured there might be some safety in numbers.
I'm glad we chose to deal with the parking, the nearly full restaurants, and the somewhat spendy prices at Casa 43 because it was amazing. Hawk changed her mind from chicken soup when she saw that they had a fried avocado taco. She loves avocado, and fried avocado is something we've never seen before. She paired a grilled cauliflower taco along with it. We got a guacamole appetizer that tasted better than what we make at home— I was both impressed and slightly frustrated by that— and I got steak fajitas for dinner that 100% hit the spot... even if they were $30. The one thing I didn't do was order alcohol. Holy shit, beer was $12 and margaritas with quality liquor started at $23. Some spendiness is just too spendy for me.
On the way home we gassed up the car so we don't have to deal with it while driving to the airport in the morning. We also bought dessert from the gas station's well stocked convenience store. It was 1/4 the price of buying dessert at Casa 43. Now we're back at the room, enjoying our dessert. I'm finishing off my last beer from buying a six pack a the store earlier in the week. Yes, that's the 6-pack I bought for the price of one glass of beer at Casa 43. Don't get me wrong; I loved Casa 43 and I'm glad we went. It's just that tradeoffs are necessary vs. eye-watering prices.
