Just like many homes in Mexico, when approached, the Number 4 restaurant doesn't look like much -- a nondescript door and cement face. You walk into a very large room with bar, tables, stage and dance floor and a staircase leading you to the upper level with a very high palapa roof, huge, hanging paper lanterns and candles on the tables. We ordered a bottle of torrontes and scanned the menu some more. Everything looked so good, it was difficult to choose. We shared a salad with romaine, gorgonzola, pears, cherry tomatoes, candied pecans and a wonderful dressing -- heavenly! Then I had grouper cooked perfectly (carmelized on the outside, but flaky and moist inside), accompanied by a pesto sauce and a passionfruit sauce. It came with jasmine rice and steamed vegies (broccoli, cauliflower, spinach, etc). It was amazing. Greg had rigatoni with arrabiata sauce and shrimp. Such a lovely setting and wonderful food. Pricey for Ajijic -- more than twice what our meal the night before cost. There was a lively crowd downstairs, where we stayed for a while and then made our merry way home.
This was definitely the best meal I have had here. This and the strawberry cream pie at the Nuevo Posada.
I can attest the truth of these assertions. I am the man, I suffered (not very much), I was there. -- Sr. Gregorio
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