A Day at the Beach!

Let’s start by saying that I don’t believe in weather forecasts. Yes, I know it sounds stupid, but I just can’t buy it! I mean, in the past I didn't leave my house without checking the weather, and then decided my outfit for the day based on that. But after a few times of going out covered in layers, only to be met by an insane heat, I decided that they weren't all that trustworthy. And although some day I may get soaked or suffocated because I’m not wearing the proper outfit, I‘m not paying attention to those small nuisances anymore. That’s why a few days ago I put on my swimsuit, a pair of khaki shorts and a flowy tee to get together with my friends in North Beach, Miami regardless of the clouds that were slightly moting the sky.                    

We were picking up the last of my friends and talking animatedly about our plans for the day, when my best friend chimed in with “I think it’s really going to rain soon”. I rolled my eyes at her because Sophia is some sort of a pseudo-weather girl all on her own; we don’t know how she does it, but somehow when she tells us that the weather is going to be terrible for the day, it always happens that way. So we all groaned and decided that we might have to pick a place to lay back and have lunch while we waited. I can’t remember who suggested having latin food, and we ended up googling a traditional mexican restaurant in the area near the beach, and the first option that came up was RG Cocina Mexicana.

As we sat down around the table we found out that we weren’t the only beach goers that were forced to change their plans because of the weather: all around us people in shorts and flipflops were enjoying the food and I thought: ”This is actually a great change of plans”. We ordered and ate delicious dishes served right in front of our eyes, and by far my favorites were the Plato Mexicano and the Panuchos Yucatecos. When we were finishing, a thunder boomed and we all turned towards the window: The sound was incredible. A storm was roaring outside and I turned towards Sofia, mouthing a “Thank you”. I could not imagine being outside braving the weather right now. She smiled and I turned my attention back to the chatter among my friends. Yes, our day was abysmally different that what I had in mind, but I wouldn’t trade the jummy food for anything in the world, and with the attention and the added company of my college friends, I was more than happy to trade a beach day for a  lunch at RG Cocina Mexicana.