While we were in Cabo San Lucas, we enjoyed a really phenomenal meal at a restaurant called Edith’s. Tucked down a quaint little side street, we almost missed it. I had read about Edith’s, coming across the name in nearly every search I did for places to eat in Cabo. I was hoping we would end up there at some point, but not knowing my way around town and not wanting to limit our explorations to one single isolated restaurant, we simply told our cab driver to drop us off at the marina. We walked for nearly an hour, but still hadn’t found a restaurant that felt right to us, so we decided to venture off the beaten path, towards the beach. We nearly turned back when the area turned seemingly residential, but then we spotted what looked like a small restaurant and lo and behold, it was Edith’s.
Walking into Edith’s is like entering an alternate universe. Lush and green, surrounded on all sides with plant life so that you can barely tell if you are inside or out. There is a large palapa with an assortment of antique looking lanterns hanging from it, illuminating the bar area. Every detail seems explicitly designed to transport you to a place that is altogether calmer, friendlier, more nuanced and infinitely more enticing than the stark commercialism of the marina area.
The service was absolutely flawless. Helpful, enthusiastic, friendly,and well-informed while still managing to never cross that fine line between attentive and obtrusive. Our servers seemed to know instinctively when we were in need of something. There is a great debate happening now about the new “casual” style of service that so many restaurants have been embracing. Personally, I do not think that service needs to be formal in the slightest, but I do think that it needs to be warm, genuine and most importantly, welcoming. The servers at Edith’s were neither the most casual I have encountered nor the most formal but they made us feel as if they were truly appreciative of our patronage.
Now, there are those who would argue that for the escalated prices they charge at Edith’s, they should be grateful. It’s true that Edith’s would never be considered cheap eats, but for the only organic produce we’d seen in Cabo, for the freshest seafood I have ever tasted, for the perfectly grilled steak, we had no problem paying higher prices. For anyone who finds joy in pure amd perfect ingredients, Edith’s has much to revel in. The simply grilled shrimp I ordered were obscenely large, succulent and tasted like nothing but the cleanest, sweetest ocean. They were served simply, with rice, beans, tomatoes and avocado with a light drizzle of olive oil and a scattering of basil leaves. Peter had a mesquite-grilled bacon-wrapped filet that was so rich and so well-prepared it entirely made up for it’s own contrived nature; despite the fact that it was served with “mushed” potatoes piped out of a pastry bag, it was simply one of the best pieces of grilled meat I have ever tasted.
By the end of the meal, slightly tipsy off mango margaritas (prepared with fresh, in-season mangoes of course) we found ourselves in a sort of daze. The food in and of itself would have been enough to content us for the rest of our trip, but then there was everything else around us; the soft, golden light from the lanterns hanging in the trees; the buzz and hum and chatter of all the other people in the restaurant enjoying the same transportive experience as us; the gentle inquiries of our waiter insuring that our every need and desire was accounted for. It was as if we were somewhere else entirely. Somewhere infinitely far away from every tiny worry of our daily lives. It was as if we were really, truly on vacation.
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