Perched on a bluff above the ocean on the coast of Jalisco near the small village of Rebalsito is “La Mosca” which, yes, means “The Fly.” Desecrated by Hurricane Patricia, the restaurant was reassembled from the wreckage and as I understand it has since been threatened again by the waves, which have eaten back the sand cliff up to the palapa supports. These photos, taken in March of 2016, showed it in its second reincarnation. After the owners (along with other residents and business owners) were thrown forcibly out of Tenacatita Beach where they had had a restaurant for years, they relocated to a place on the main highway to Puerto Vallarta, but when they did not like that location, after a few years they relocated to another beachside location, this one even more out-of-the-way than Tenacatita.
If you want to see larger photos with captions describing the cafe and explaining its somewhat unusual name, please click on the first photo and follow the arrows through the gallery.
but that led to the road
By all manner of beasts and conveyances.
Every creature is looking for the next place to go.
One of your friends in the car following you will be sure that this lovely edifice on the cliffs above is our destination,
but in fact, this will be our true destination.
On a small dune above the ocean is Restaurante Mosca, created from reclaimed materials from Hurricane Patricia
such as these found in a pile next to the restaurant.
This stove top became the lintel over the door to the kitchen.
This fragment of plastic from the old roof was used to fashion an oar.
Every table has a view:
of the surf,
of offshore strings of pelicans undulating their course low over the waves,
.
Yes, “La Mosca” means fly.
Why would a restaurant be named after the #1 insect calculated to make you not want to visit a restaurant?
It is not necessary to wear a funny hat to be admitted to the restaurant, but to do so assures that your order will be taken first.
Order your fish. If it is not available,
it will be in short order.
And you can be sure it will be fresh.
Just steps away is the door to the kitchen.
just steps away in the other direction is this edifice, and as crude as the ladies room may be,
it has a lock of sorts,
a flush toilet,
(this is how you flush,)
and a ready supply of toilet paper.
This is the men’s room.
A bit more public, with a shower curtain in place of a door,
but with excellent ventilation.
The estuary behind the restaurant affords additional recreational activity,
and on your way home, you get to view all of the sights you viewed on the way in again. The Pantheon,
Then back past remembered animal friends,
past fields of what I think is amaranth,
back through the little town still sporting hurricane damage, and home.
And, if you’d like to see what we did earlier in the day at Tenacatita beach, go here:
. https://judydykstrabrown.com/2016/03/14/old-farts-at-the-beach/
https://ceenphotography.com/2016/08/12/cees-odd-ball-photo-challenge-2016-week-32/
Awesome place with cool pics. Remote.
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Very. You and Mary should come visit and I’ll take you there, but you’ll have to take off your crowns.
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I hope the food is really excellent 🙂
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Such an amazing gallery. The hurricane really hit hard there.
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