Wrecked at the Reef

If you don't see the billboards advertising this place along the highway from the border, you're driving with your eyes closed. I came here with Viv and Charles last year, and it was as I remembered, an amusing caricature of a Mexican bar for all the American frat boys and sorority girls staying in the nearby resorts. Margaritas are passable, food is pretty bad...just a pale imitation of what you can get cheaper and better pretty much anywhere else in town. Despite this, it was a fun place to peoplewatch on a Friday evening.Read more