"There’s a stretch of the Tulum coastline where it feels like the restaurants are competing for a noise complaint—you might think you took a wrong turn and ended up at a techno festival. Once you’re in at Ilios, it feels like the club it sounds like: people stand on tables and chairs, waving their napkins in the air. Food comes secondary here, and it’s easy to be so caught up in the chaos that you might forget to order any. You could have a full dinner, but we’d recommend ordering a few nibbly bits to snack on instead. The impromptu conga lines and staff wearing gimmicky, toga-style dresses are why you came." - barbara gutierrez, rianne shlebak
