Cabana
Cafe: Lots of Choice for Friends, Family
112
Seascape Blvd., Miramar Beach, 424-3574
Hours: Open
daily, 7 a.m.-2 a.m., Reservations: Accepted





By Bruce Collier
June 14, 2008 Issue
Cabana Cafe, located in the Seascape Resort property, serves breakfast,
lunch and dinner seven days a week. We ate dinner there on a recent
Thursday. As it happens, Thursday is “Cabana Kids Night.”
In addition to balloons, airbrush tattoos, and other kid-friendly
trimmings, children under 12 get their entrees for 99 cents (with
purchase of adult entrees). Needless to say, we did not dine alone.
Inside the
door is a combination bakery and ice cream store, dispensing cookies,
cakes, brownies, and frozen treats. Down a short hall is the main
dining room, with a bar in the back. Suspended on the walls are
televisions, muted with closed-captioning. There are tables large
and small, and everyone gets a view of the pool and patio just
outside. The walls are decorated with brightly colored, tropical-themed
paintings and prints.
The place
filled up with families, and stayed full all the time we were
there. Cabana Cafe’s menu offers a little of everything.
There are starters, salads, soups, pasta, subs, paninis, grilled
sandwiches, pizzas, and full meals. Some of the choices are standard
- burgers, Buffalo chicken, BLTs - but there are some less-typical
options.
We started
with an appetizer of fried eggplant, breaded with smoked sea salt
and drizzled with a rosemary cream sauce. The slices were hot,
crisp and greaseless, though the seasoning (both salt and rosemary)
was a little light that night. Still, fried eggplant is satisfying
stuff.
Other starters
that night were house-made potato chips, sausage and mushroom
quesadilla, lobster salad, fried mozzarella, seared tuna, boiled
shrimp, Buffalo shrimp, and bruschetta. Not many restaurants offer
lobster and potato chips on the same menu, so you can’t
complain about narrow choices.
I tried the
soup of the day—crab chowder. I was glad I did. The soup
was thick, and filled with thinly-sliced small potatoes, with
the peeling still on, which added to the texture. The other soup
is French onion.
We ordered
two of the more substantial main courses. I got a plate of pasta
with clams, onions and prosciutto, in a sauce of butter and fried
sage. My friend ordered the duck breast. Our server, Holli, was
running off her feet that night, sharing duties with one other
server and some senior management people. They kept the tables
filled and the kids relatively quiet. The children were well-behaved
and seemed to be having fun with their burgers, fries, and little
pizzas. That’s a tribute to both the staff and their parents.
Our entrees
arrived. My friend had ordered her duck with sides of asparagus
and sauteed mushrooms. It came with the mushrooms and mashed potatoes.
Holli apologized and went back into the kitchen for some asparagus.
We got to keep the potatoes.
The duck was
cooked as ordered, served sliced with a crisped rim of fat (some
like that, some don’t - I do). It was topped with a fresh
salsa of onions and sliced seedless grapes. My duck-loving friend
approved, and made it through everything but a few forkfuls of
the bonus potatoes.
I ordered
the clam pasta because it sounded different, and it was, in a
good way. The angel hair pasta was laced with plump little clams,
bits of onion, and morsels of crisp prosciutto. The sauce was
light but savory, and I enjoyed the combination tastes of butter
and herbs, and the chewy, crunchy clams and ham.
Other choices,
to name a few, are range of stone-fired pizzas, with a top-it-yourself
option, a Cuban sandwich variation including sweet pork and creole
mustard, beach burgers, grilled, deli, and hot-pressed sandwiches,
fish tacos, oyster and shrimp po-boys, lobster ravioli, shrimp
scampi, boiled shrimp and andouille sausage, grilled chicken with
pesto, beef filet or New York strip, chicken marsala, and dinner-sized
salads. In all, there are more than 60 items.
Even so, we
had to try dessert. That night there was apple pie, German chocolate
cake, ice cream, and a hot fudge brownie sundae. We ordered the
latter to share. Good idea. The thing was huge, and caught the
eye of a family sitting adjacent to us. Mom’s eye, not the
kids’, I mean. There was a lot of everything - big scoop
of ice cream, big brownie, and lots of real hot fudge (not chocolate
syrup, which belongs in milk, if anywhere). We ate it all, eventually.
As we left,
the kids and parents were still streaming in. I noticed a bandstand
had been set up, so the youngsters may have been treated to some
up-and-coming Jimmy Buffet to go with their meals and tattoos.
Summer lives at Cabana Cafe.
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