but<\/em> it was a beautiful set up, they had SWINGS at the bar, and I was ready for one of their happy hour specials- a mango champagne cocktail. So we ventured onward.<\/p>\nOn the waterfront side of CocoMaya they had beach games set up, from wooden block Jenga, to cornhole, and more. The girls quickly busied themselves while David posted up at the deep-set outdoor couches. I headed to the bar to grab us some drinks while the club music continued to bump loud and proud.<\/p>\n
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Once the girls saw the swing at the bar, they bee lined to join me. We ordered them virgin pina coladas and the nice bar staff even brought them some fresh fruit to accompany it. <\/p>\n
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By this time the happy hour crowd started to taper out, and slowly the dinner patrons started to trickle in. At our reservation time, 5:30 PM, it was still fairly empty. The heat of the day had just started to dissipate and I’m not sure if it was the effect of the champagne cocktail or the DJ softening his music choices just slightly, but both David and I both began to ease into the atmosphere.<\/p>\n
We delayed our reservations a bit while we settled up at the bar and took our table at around 6:00 PM. Our seats were right by the railing so we could watch the girls play while we ordered margaritas- a jalapeno margarita (his) and a spicy Thai basil (hers).<\/p>\n
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The sun was dipping low in the sky when we ordered our first appetizers- the local root vegetable chips with salsa and guacamole, the Virgin Gorda roll (crab salad\/avocado\/cucumber\/red tobiko\/mango puree\/kewpie mayo), a spicy crab salad and jalapeno roll with sriracha, and a mango and crab salad avocado roll.<\/p>\n
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At the appearance of food, the girls ran to join us at the table and we descended upon the plates like a plague of locusts for two reasons. First, we were all pretty hungry by this point, but two- it was possibly the best sushi I’ve ever had in my life. <\/p>\n
I had heard the food was good, but this was clearly next level cuisine. The flavors were fresh and vibrant. The amount of heat on the spicy rolls was just right and the accompaniment sauces added just a pop of flavor and didn’t overtake the taste of the rolls themselves. I’m going to dream about this sushi for years to come.<\/p>\n
Encouraged to try more from the menu, we took our server’s suggestion to try the Pad Thai and also ordered the duck tacos. The tacos were good but didn’t wow me, but the Pad Thai was on the same level as the sushi- phenomenal<\/em>.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n
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By this point in the evening, CocoMaya was really filling up. Tables of couples out for a romantic evening and tables full of laughing sailing friends with their children brought a warmth to the atmosphere as the DJ settled into playing music that was much more our style, like slowed down Michael Jackson medleys and “Easy Like Sunday Morning” remixes.<\/p>\n
It might have been the margaritas talking or maybe the sun starting to fall below the horizon, but by this point the night felt magical. <\/p>\n
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We dragged out the evening for as long as we could, moving from our table back down the the ocean-side lounge sofas. We finally decided to call it a night when there was just enough of a faint glow left in the sky to to lead us down the dock to our dinghy. David had brought a flashlight and headlamp to help guide us on a slow ride back across the harbor to our boat.<\/p>\n
CocoMaya Restaurant was the perfect exclamation point at the end of an incredible week and if you’re going to be anywhere nearby, I’d highly recommend adding it to your itinerary.<\/p>\n
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