Right now a pizza out of a box and a 40 in a paper bag is sounding more my speed.
So! I had an epiphany. I read the drinks menus and skipped the food parts. If they want to bathe their cows in hibiscus water and blow gentle kisses at them, that is fine with me--I just don't want to hear about it. The point I am so slowly making: Nopa's drinks won me over. Three kinds of sangria. Enough said.