More golf today for some, this time at Cabo del Sol. It was a full day outing for these guys, but they loved the course and likened their experience to Pebble Beach. The original plan was to drive to San Jose del Cabo for dinner in that artsy city just past the airport. I really like the restaurants better there and the city has more character. However, that area was harder hit by the September hurricane. Many in our group decided they just didn’t want to make the drive back and forth after a relaxing day.
A long time favorite of ours was Edith’s, but we wanted to try something new to us so we went to Lorenzillo’s in the Marina. Lorenzillo’s specialty is lobster and you can choose your own live one or select the lobster tail with one of 22 preparation options. Many are group were happy with the wine selection, which has never been great in Cabo, but is even worse since the hurricane. You dine upstairs, in or outside. The views would have been lovely with outside seating, but it was a cool and windy night and we opted for inside dining. I started with the corn and seafood chowder, which was only so-so. Since I was having lobster for my entree, I didn’t select my usual lobster bisque. I was definitely out-ordered by Jane who went in that direction.
Marne ordered crab cakes, which actually looked more like golf balls, but were very good. We haven’t eaten much on this trip that has been fried. My lobster was good. I tried the butter and garlic sauce and also the cilantro sauce. Definitely go with the old standby of butter. I even added a little to my slightly dry pasta which came as a side dish to my meal. Boris spent most of the time watching the TV screen with revolving pictures of the dessert offerings. He was most disappointed when no one wanted to partake in the sweets. We did get the show for the few that ordered the flaming Mexican Coffee.
For our last full day at the house, men’s spa day was scheduled. We had at least one massage virgin among the men so it was fun to see Gordon’s reaction to the experience. Not all the guys were into it. Of course, Boris opted for the 90-minute massage and then had to come find me to pay for it since he had no cash.
The afternoon was set aside for shopping in town. Boris was the most excited of all and kept us moving so we would have enough time to find everything on his list-helmets, swords, Mexican wrestling masks, pharmacy items, guaybera shirts…the list goes on and on. They have some wonderful runners and other linens I wanted to look for and I am sometimes tempted by the clothing. I fairly quickly found the runner length and style I was looking for and then spent the rest of the time going shop to shop to find the best one at the best price. I actually bought two.
Boris worked his way through his entire list, but opted out on the sword because it was not exactly what he wanted. He bought far more than anyone else. Most of the ladies found blouses they liked at the same store where Boris got his guaybera and the other place where I found my linens. Janie made a final find of another cute embroidered top and we all had to get one of those too. Afterwards, we stopped for drinks and appetizers at the Giggling Marlin and watched the evening performers practicing in the sun room. Boris ordered some great Belgium fries with dipping sauces that we all liked and the mojitos were enjoyed as well. I bought Rocky a souvenir tee shirt there.
Back at the house for the evening, we enjoyed pool and fireside drinks and then sat down to our final night dinner of lobster and steak. Margaret had actually convinced our cab driver to help us find balloons. We went to two places and he came back and forth to the cab showing us a variety of sizes, colors, and quantities. She also told Boris he was responsible for blowing them up. After dinner, the guys flat out refused to reenact the Office Balloon Game, so we went outside to the fire pit and enjoyed Gordon’s George Stait music. All of a sudden we see Bobby Dean and MaryAnn playing with those balloons. They couldn’t stop laughing. That is when someone needed a camera.
Final day was a lovely breakfast prepared by Fortunado, packing, and cabs to the airport-girls in one, boys in the other. Once again we enjoyed the new Cabo International terminal and met up again one final time to say goodbye at baggage claim in Houston. It was a fabulous trip. No need to wait for additional hurricane recovery to go to Cabo San Lucas. Already scoping out our house for next year…–Natasha.