I never mentioned that I was in Cancun celebrating the birthday of a great friend who reads this blog often. Rainie had been talking about La Habichuela Sunset all week so we decided to make it our last stop in Cancun before we departed back to the states.
After a long day of excursions, drinking by the pool and getting tanned, we made super late reservations for dinner before we hit the town. So late that we were the only people in the restaurant, which worked out because we were dressed classy and this was bossy; it’s tough dressing for a night out and still be appropriate for dinner you know.
The decor of Habichuela is extremely Mayan inspired with many details and huge traditional pieces all over the main two floors with an older look on the lower level that was partially outside. We started the evening with Tamales in our attempts to get involved with the culture; ours were filled with lobster, duck and shrimp. Again, it was flavorless to us so can someone pass the hot sauce please.
We continued to give the food a try and I opted for the chicken breast veronica, which was stuffed with sweet plantain and prosciutto in a sweet Hawaiian sauce. Bad idea. It was far too sweet for my taste buds, overpoweringly sweet, and not exactly what I had in mind for the evening. A lot of the chicken still had fat on it and the slithery feel due to the sauce was not delighting in the least. Hate to say it, but Cancun just couldn’t win me over.