Pamela’s

Arrive at a cinderblock building. Place your finger on the buzzer. Wait for a heavy door to open. Upon opening, you find yourself in a hidden paradise. There are people dining under brightly colored umbrellas, toes in the sand, while locals indulge in their dinner on the Caribbean beach.

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The sangria was flawless, upon sucking the fragrant juices from the straw you are left with an array of tropical fruits. The cod fish, delectable. Tasty as ever.

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If I’m back in the San Juan area, I will be visiting Pamelas again.
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Person I would take as my date: A romantic interest, you know who you are 😉
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