Sumomaya has an identity crisis.
* Do you want to be a creative, chef-driven restaurant with unique and very flavorful dishes?
* Do you want to be a night club / meat market with god-awfully-loud thumping bass beats and electronica drowning out any hope for conversation with your table mates?
* Do you want to be a place known for aloof, apparently drugged-out wait staff who show almost next to no knowledge of your menu and even less interest in their customers?
If they would just turn their focus squarely on saying YES to the first question and a hearty NO to the next two questions, this could be a great restaurant. We were there for dinner and tried a mixture of dishes: starting from the bacon-laced guacamole through to the pork pad thai, the food was flavored just right and unlike anything I've tried at either an "mexican" or "asian" restaurant. The kitchen really delivered on the brand promise / vision for this restaurant. On the strictly food scale, this place rocks a 5.
It's just too bad that, aside from the stunning decor and great physical environment, they have chosen to ruin the atmosphere with Miami Beach club music overpowering the entire scene and with a waitstaff that would probably not make the grade at your local McDonalds. We won't be returning any time soon as these two elements really turned a great food experience into a sour dining experience.