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.


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.

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

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