Playa Del Carmen, Mexico Restaurant and Nightclub Data Sheet
“Love is a wild bird that no one can tame, it’s useless to chase it if it won’t play the game” – From The Opera Carmen
I have some good stories to share from Playa Del Carmen soon.
In the meantime, here is a Data Sheet on the spot. Before I went, I read a bunch of Data Sheets out there on other sites on Playa Del Carmen. They sucked. Many times, people spelled the names wrong on the spots, and many places were closed. So skip all the weesh sh*t and use this Data Sheet if you go to Playa Del Carmen.
Yaxche – Dope Mayan cuisine. This is a good spot to get a couple of drinks before heading out.
El Diez – Great Argentinian spot for sitting outside and smoking some grits. Also a good spot to roll with some fly girls. Solid grinds. Nice atmosphere.
Sur – Another dope Argentinian spot. They have an outdoor bar that is perfect for getting ready for the beautiful evil that nighttime brings.
Babes Noodles Bar – Cool noodle spot. Real casual. The woman who owns the spot is a real sweetheart. Could be a good spot to swoop some lower end backpacker girls if that is your thing. It’s not my thing. I like the high end Mexicanas.
Dr. Taco – Never went, but I always wanted to. Great name.
Mandala – This is the spot to roll to when you want to swoop. The flyest girls from Mexico City and Guadalajara are in the house. This spot also has a great set up conducive to swooping. Some decent Euro tourist girls also.
Pastorcita – Good lunchtime grind spot.
Blue tarp at 30 and 30 – Solid street food grind for your dome piece.
Negrosal – Good preparation spot for a night out.
Pescaderia Y Cocteleria El Pirata – Dayside seafood grind.
Byblos – Where to go to get your French fix in Playa Del Carmen.
Carboncitos – Real deal Holyfield grind spot for day time.
Dry Martini Lounge – Good cocktail stop over spot. Watched the Jon Jones VS Rashad Evans fight pro-bono here.
Place with red devil across from Mandala – Forgot the name of this spot, but it is right across the street from Mandala. Get a cocktail here and swoop on some girls before heading over.
El Fogon – This place is beyond mind-boggling on the Mexican food tip. And trust me, Mexican food is something I am not exactly a rookie on. Just go. This place puts the Taco shops of San Diego to shame. The place was like two female angels crying on my tongue.
“Nightclub: Go to Mandala. The hottest girls. Easiest place to swoop too. Don’t even bother going anywhere else.
Grinds: Go to El Fogon for lunch. The place is a whole nother level of the Game for Mexican food.
Dinner: Hit up El Diez, Sur, and Carlitos Way. All Argentinian. Good spots.
Eat at like 10pm or so. Don’t start your night early. Clubs get rolling at 11:30 – 12am.
It is kind of strange you won’t see many hot girls during day, but night is good. I never hit the beach clubs, so maybe there are girls there during the day.”
The Rest is Up to You…
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
“Banning Foie Gras laws were not created by a man who has swooped fly French girls.” – MPM
The dish in front of me is devastatingly beautiful: a smattering of translucent, barely green syrup; some bits of slightly more solid orange gelée; dainty grapefruit segments; a soft crumble of pistachio mixed with coriander. Grounding it all is a large, barely pink sphere, a full moon of meat butter sitting regally on the plate.
Its days are numbered. In two weeks, it will be illegal to serve foie gras in California — and this lovely terrine will be off the menu at Mezze, where it’s currently served, its key ingredient banned in restaurants across the city.
The arguments surrounding California’s foie gras ban are clear: On one side, animal activists believe that it’s up to the state to protect the welfare of livestock, and that force-feeding birds to fatten their livers for the sake of a gourmet delicacy crosses a line. On the other, chefs and diners argue that some of the most conscientious small farmers in the country raise these birds; if animal welfare were really a concern, activists and lawmakers would do better to start with the real culprit when it comes to mistreatment: factory farms.
Whatever you believe, the fact remains: On July 1, the production and sale of foie gras will become illegal in California.
This is a topic I am not at all unfamiliar with. In fact, cooking and swooping is a mainstay for me, especially when I am in places with weak nightlife like The California Police State. California also has the benefit of great ingredients for cooking, so it works all the way around.
Roosh busts out a little step by step:
1. Execute the move only on date two or beyond. A girl will most likely not accept you dinner date offer after only talking to you for an hour at the bar. For her to have a date in your house, a minimum of two face-to-face interactions must be achieved before she’ll want to come over.
2. You must have at least kissed and slightly groped her at the previous meeting. The move is done when the next logistical step is sex, which usually falls on date two or three. Otherwise what will happen is you waste the move to get no more than a kiss.
3. Pre-sell the date. If you’re at the end of a first date where kissing and touching has happened, say, “How about next time we do dinner at my place? I just learned how to cook a new dish.” She will be noncommittal, which is fine, because you’re just planting the seed so that she begins to accept the idea of coming over. There’s no need to iron out the exact time or date. Contact her in a couple days to make the plan.
4. Don’t start cooking until she arrives. There are two reasons for this. First, you want the cooking process to help you put in “face time” where she gets comfortable in your home. Second, you want her to start drinking while her stomach is empty so the booze (usually wine) has maximum effect. After eating, the alcohol will barely make a dent in her decision-making apparatus, so get her drinking as much as you can before the meal. Therefore it’s good to have meals that take at least one hour to prepare. To encourage drinking, try to stock your house with her booze preference, which you should know from your previous meetings with her.
5. Cook something you know. Don’t make the mistake I made several years ago by planning an elaborate three course meal that had me more focused on the food than the girl. It also showed that I was trying to impress her, which causes most American girls to lose attraction. Instead, cook a basic meal that is edible. If it’s pasta with Ragu sauce, then so be it. I usually cook rice with chicken and vegetables, a light meal that alcohol can punch through like a bulldozer. If she makes fun of you for such a simple dish, sarcastically apologize that you’re not a gourmet chef.
6. After dinner, get her on a surface where sex can occur. I like couches. It’s not hard to start banging there and then move to the bedroom. Many guys make the mistake of suggesting to watch a movie after dinner, but by the time it’s over she will have sobered up. Instead, put on The Weeknd, sit on the couch, talk, and then start kissing. After a bit of this, when you’re sure she’s aroused, get her straddled on top of you and start taking off her clothes (shirt and bra first). Have a condom already in your back pocket so that you don’t need to disturb the action by getting up to retrieve one. If you don’t have a couch, give her a “tour” of your room and put the music on there.
However, I don’t really “Pre-sell” the date. I just tell girls whats up. I call them up and tell them to come over because I am cheffing up a masterpiece. I always tell them to wear high heels as well. For aesthetic purposes.
Also, the whole “I usually cook rice with chicken and vegetables…If she makes fun of you for such a simple dish, sarcastically apologize that you’re not a gourmet chef.” doesn’t really fly in the circles I run in.
Maybe some free-range Roasted Chicken a la Zuni Cafe in San Francisco but that’s about it.
But here is what I bust out when I want to swoop fly high-end girls, The Shrimp and Linguine Swoop Move Recipe:
1. I usually start by popping a bottle of Spanish Red and bust out a quick Caprese Salad. (No need for the recipe here. Just get some fresh mozarella or burrata from the little Italian market down the street and some heirloom tomatoes, Sea Salt and fresh Basil. I usually use Grape Seed Oil in the place of Olive Oil for style points. You should look into it). I also usually strip down to the wife beater, for old-school style points, and I don’t want to splash any Olive Oil on my Custom Suits.
2. Make some Fresh Linguine. Save some of the Pasta Water. Throw on an old-school G Italian Track (for symmetry) to set the mood:
3. While the water is boiling for the Fresh Linguine, crisp up some Pancetta, Capicola or some Prosciutto di San Daniele. Or all three. Put it off to the side. Maybe throw on a Latin Track and dance with her for a minute so she feels the vibe:
4. By this point, she is probably ready to be swooped. And many times, I swoop girls at this point. If I want to “carry” my opponent a few more rounds, I will do this: In a pan, heat up some Extra Virgin Olive Oil, crushed Red Pepper and freshly minced garlic. Let it work it’s magic.
5. Throw in some Lemon Zest and let it infuse into the oil.
6. Throw in some Jumbo Shrimp. Now when I say “Jumbo Shrimp”, I don’t mean that wack Jumbo Shrimp they have in your hood. I am talking about Shrimp way bigger and fresher than you can get. The Shrimp I get, you have to have connects direct with local fisherman. Work on your connects and you can get to the level you need to be someday.
7. Rip up some Organic Basil and throw that into the mix holmes. Smell it. Enjoy an elegant high, fly pelican fly.
8. Spark up a smoke and take a big glup of Vino.
9. Toss in the Fresh Linguine you have already cooked with a little Pasta Water you saved from earlier.
10. Add a little Salt and Pepper to taste.
11. Throw it on a Plate.
12. Decorate plate with some more ripped Fresh Basil for color.
13. Crumble up the Pancetta, Capicola or some Prosciutto di San Daniele all over the Pasta and Shrimp. The colors are straight up Bellisimo.
14. Add a little Olive Oil.
15. Grate a little Fresh Parmesan.
Knock out punch.
If you make this dish and you can’t swoop the girl you are trying to swoop, Next her, because there is no way you are going to swoop her.
Historically speaking, there has always been a “niche” for the handsome, CASH rich, Gentleman of Leisure in these “high-end pockets” of America. This sh*t has been going on for decades all the way back to The Jet Set Era.
I would even go as far to say that these spots are tailor made for me and my unique style of “Game Kung-Fu”, if you will. You know, kind of like how Marvis Frazier was tailor made for Mike Tyson:
So once again, The G Manifesto is going to break down the spots like only The G Manifesto does. (Seriously, has anyone else noticed that literally no one else on the Internet breaks down places like we do over here? I mean, I read these other cats sites sometimes and they never “name names”. And they never “call it out”.)
Here is a breakdown of the spot if you go:
Buccan
Ill spot to swoop fly girls. Open pretty late too. Never eaten here. Go after dinner for swooping. This is one of the main spots in Palm Beach for “one punch KO’s”. Post at the bar (the corner is The Vortex Zone) and work the couches.
Echo
Pretty dope sushi spot. Bar is dope. Keep in mind though, Florida sushi doesn’t compare to Wessyde sushi.
Bice
Not a bad spot. Good spot to swoop during after dinner cocktails. Probably the best Bice I have ever been to.
Cucina Dell’ Arte
This is the spot you want to swoop at. It’s basic. It’s like taking a Bankroll and drugs from a weak drug dealer. Or like taking candy from a baby. Whichever you prefer.
Roll both sides of bar, dance floor and outside for “smoke swoops”. Work the Vortex Zones. You can’t miss, kind of like Miles Simon during that one NCAA Championship.
Cafe Boulud
Place is pretty magical. Great food, great bar, and great outers for smoking grits. Bar is smooth and they have some live music rolling some nights.
Ta-Boo Restaurant
Lunch spot to chop and spit.
Testa’s Palm Beach Restaurant
Cocktail. Post up at Bar.
Leopard Lounge
Never been, but the place is legendary. I think one of the Kennedy’s died here or something. Need to check it. Supposed to be mad old heads, but maybe you can do some biz here. Or raise some capital.
The Breaker’s
The Seafood Room is ill. Great food. Strong drinks. Good bar. Great meeting place as well. Excellent Date Spot. I will break this down in the future.
Nick and Johnnie’s
Cocktail and spock. Post and Chop.
Palm Beach Steakhouse
Pretty dope. Had a dope night here.
Green’s Pharmacy
Real old-school lunch counter. Go.
Amici Market
Good spot to grab some high end meats and cheeses. And vino.
PB Catch
New spot. Smooth. Service is spotty, but it does the trick.
Trevini Ristorante
Good place for an opening salvo and cocktail.
Don’t forget, you also want to hit up Palm Beach Weddings, and Palm Beach Mansion Parties. But that takes a little infiltration into Palm Beach Society.
I really like the simplicity of Palm Beach. And the high-end aspect. It suits me.
Alright. Stop what your doing, because I’m about to ruin the image and style that your used to.
It is time again for The G Manifesto “Best of 2011” Awards.
Once again, these Awards are places or things that I have been to or experienced in 2011. So don’t get itchy if your local dive bar in Denver or favorite P.F. Wang’s in Poughkeepsie didn’t make the list.
Here are the rest of the Best of 2011, G Manifesto Awards:
Best International Nightlife City: Montreal, Canada. I am in love with this city. I am not sure of too many things, but this I am sure of: I will spend at least two months this summer in Montreal. Honestly, I think I can swoop a fly girl 8 out of 10 nights I go out there. It is probably closer to 10 out of 10, but I don’t want to sound like I am bragging. I almost slit my wrists for not coming sooner.
Honorable Mentions:New York City. I had too much success there in 2011 to leave it out.
Most Overrated US Nightlife City:Los Angeles. California has become a Police State, and Wessyde nightlife has gone down the tubes with it. California nightlife needs a whole new start like a person with a severed arm needs a tourniquet and a shot of tequila.
Best US Nightlife District: Brickell, Miami. Quality of girl is off the charts.
Best US Restaurant for Fly Girls:Cipriani’s. No single restaurant in America holds as many stunners.
Best International Nightclub:Andre Carne de Res, Bogota. I don’t get impressed by nightclubs any more. Well, that’s until I stepped into Andre Carne de Res in Bogota. Place is sicker than a cancer victim.
Best High-Action City:Abidjan , Ivory Coast. It went off the rope earlier this year. I hit a decent Cocoa trade playing the political takeover as well. To be frank though, the time I spent on the horn and researching that trade, it wasn’t that great.
Best Day Game City: Miami Beach. Lincoln road. No question.
Best Beach: El Sardinero, Santander, Spain is more breathtaking than northern California’s coastline. And more striking than La Jolla, California.
Best International Restaurant:La Taberna del Gourmet, Alicante, Spain. The food is so good it made old E-tab and Cocaine buzzes hit me. Seriously, my nose got sweaty while dining here. Ate here three nights straight at one point.
Honorable Mention: Toque and Au Pied Du Cuchon, Montreal. Both these restaurants are straight crack.
Best Trade: The Silver trade. I rode the silver miners up and sold out earlier in the year. And unbelieveably sold out of my paper silver near the top. Super lucky. Now I buy physical on the dips.
Best US Restaurant: Joe’s Stone Crab. Miami Beach’s answer to former G Manifesto “Best of” winner, Galitories. Illmatic. I even got a table on the last day of Stone Crab season with two fly Latinas.
Best International Hotel: Hotel Maria Cristina, San Sebastián, Spain.
Best US Hotel: The Plaza Hotel, NYC.
Worst US Hotel: Shore Club, Miami Beach. Place has slipped. The service is a joke compared to Las Vegas. Place kind of made me edgy. And that is not easy to do.
Quote of The Year:“It’s so crazy. I am in America. The country that I represent, the Red, White and Blue. I make money in America. I feed the American citizens, I feed the people that are less fortunate in America. Even when I make it rain, I am still throwing money to Americans!.”By Floyd Mayweather Jr. at the post Victor Ortiz Fight presser.
That quote would have been hilarious alone as a joke. But the fact that Floyd was dead serious when he said it not only makes it the “quote of the year” it makes it the funniest thing said all year as well.
Best Movie:The Business. Finally a real International Playboy in a movie. Of course, it wasn’t a Hollywood movie, but that is to be expected.
Best Actress: Don’t know. Probably some P0rn girl.
Best Hip-Hop Album: Oneirology by CunninLynguists
Best Hip-Hop Track: Pusha T- Don’t Fuck With Me (Drake Diss) Someone had to destroy Drake. And who better to do it than Pusha T?
“Rappers on their sophomores, actin’ like they boss lords Fame such a funny thing for sure
When n*ggas start believing all them encores I’m just the one to send you off, bonjour“
Best Break out Hip-Hop Artist: Action Bronson. Bringing back those hard New York Street bangers for your ear drums.
Best Soul Track and Album: Raphael Saadiq, Stone Rollin
G’s of The Year: Miguel Cotto and Nicolas Berggruen. Cotto is an obvious choice. If you are not familiar with Berggruen, you should be. This guy is the ultimate International Playboy/ Perpetual Traveler. Peep the Data Sheet on the cat:
Long before dabbling with blank-check companies, Berggruen had already made enough money to buy all of the trappings of the ultrarich: a Fifth Avenue apartment in Manhattan, a mansion on a private island near Miami, the Gulfstream IV and artworks by Damien Hirst, Jeff Koons and Andy Warhol. Berggruen says that living amid all of that luxury turned into a burden and didn’t make him happy.
Buffett Pledge
“I understand the human instinct to want to create a nest and possess things, to show them off,” he says. “But for me personally, it became less and less interesting.”
So in 2000, Berggruen sold his houses, put his art collection in storage and gave away or sold most of his possessions, including his car. He says his decision to live a rootless existence wasn’t a means of dodging taxes; he says he pays them in the U.S.
The investor, who signed a pledge promoted by fellow billionaires Warren Buffett and Bill Gates to donate at least half of their wealth, says he’ll give away all of it eventually. “Everything I do now is about growing the pot to have more to give away,” he says.
He has never married and says he is not interested in having children. Berggruen has been photographed at charity and fashion events arm in arm with a series of actresses and models, including Gabriella Wright, a British actress.
It looks like his Wessyde Base of Operations is The Peninsula hotel in Beverly Hills. A place I am not all that unfamiliar with for knocking back some early night cocktails.
He still should bust a pocket square, but no one did it bigger and better than Berggruen and Cotto in 2011.
Already making heavy, and I mean heavy moves in 2012. Should be an even better year.
