I’ve gotta hand it to Frank: he knows customer service. He sits at the corner of his bar, chatting with locals and sipping a glass of red wine. His employees bustle behind him, conjuring hot plates of spring rolls, pad thais, and chow mien for the small crowd accumulating on his deck above West End Divers in the heart of West End, Roatan. Brion strums a few notes on his guitar, flicks back his hair, and launches into a tune by the Eagles— not one of his renowned fret-bashing solos, but appropriate for the casual dining atmosphere of Le Bistro. Frank’s pride in his business clearly shows. Le Bistro started in the little sliver of shopfront between Tyll’s Dive and » read more «

Jenna, I’m going out on the town tonight. Hey, it’s Friday in West End. As as a Coconut Tree Dive Instructor, it’s my professional duty to fraternize with the customers. After all, “I’m only going for one.” Call it Rumdowners, Sunny D’s, whatever… Sundowners Beach Bar is always the first stop along the “West End Drift Dive”.

I just got back from a kickasstastic evening up at Oasis Lounge in Sandy Bay. Since Mark and Jonie have taken over the place a few months ago, the quality of service, atmosphere, and food has improved by leaps and bounds. No longer just another random out-of-the-way bar, the new Oasis Lounge merges the serenity of a pool bar with the low-key spunk of a local hangout, albeit one taken up few notches by savory snacks (the Southwestern Egg Roll is defintely worth a bit) and an effective (and attractive) wait staff. The large plasma television in the lounge is connected to a US-based satellite, ensuring that your Monday Night Football games will air uninterrupted even when the Honduran cable » read more «

I know the little restaurant over Coconut Tree Divers very often gets overlooked in the evening hours, but if you were to pay attention over the last month you may have noticed Vincent Bush Jr. hard at work over the giant smoker in front. While I’ve had the odd samples of his food and certainly have enjoyed his “quick eat” lunches of fajitas and hamburgers, I never really had a chance to appreciate his cooking until tonight. I stopped in for just one quick Salva Vida, but fortunately (I can’t believe I’m saying this) RECO cut out just as I was about to leave. I certainly didn’t want to sit at home in the dark and make baleadas over the » read more «