Brian K.
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If a single dish could justify booking a flight to Cabo, it would be the Hamachi at Nicksan. This plate didn’t just taste incredible, it stopped me in my tracks. The fish is impossibly fresh, sliced with the kind of precision that tells you someone in the kitchen cares deeply about their craft. The balance of citrus, heat, and delicate richness hits in slow waves, and before I knew it, I had two actual tears sliding down my face.
It’s bright, clean, luxurious, and somehow comforting all at once. Every bite feels like someone tuned the flavors to the exact frequency of joy. Our waiter, Brito, know exactly what his was doing with his recommendations.