Chico Feo is the true definition of a beach bar. It has no roof or walls and is just an open patio. A steel drum player did his thing, while Lou and I ordered a round of Coronas (Chico Feo doesn’t have their liquor license!) and cheered to our expectations for a great weekend to come.
After watching the people next to us order some grub, we decided we’d have some as well. The menu was quite eclectic; I ordered a pork taco and a chicken taco, while my cousin ordered their goat curry. I assume that Lou’s curry was as good as my tacos were, since we both devoured our meals. We enjoyed the music for a bit longer and decided to find a bar with some cover, as a storm was quickly approaching.