Reviewing hotels and restaurants in Manuel Antonio and Quepos, we felt like mosquitoes at a nudist colony: We were very happy to be here, but we hardly knew where to begin.
Café Rojo is cute. The red sign hanging from the iron gate is cute. The one-room dining room is cute. Slatted wood tables out front are cute. The waitstaff and cooks are cute. Even the place settings, with their simple-elegant plates and carafes of water stuffed with mint, gush with cuteness.
