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| - Despite the valiant efforts of an effusively apologetic waiter to diffuse the simmering tensions amongst this over-heated reviewer and his dining companions, the simple fact remains that the Nuevo experience is nothing short of an unmitigated disaster. The vast majority of the outdoor seating is unshielded from the sun so apply SPF 5,000 before arriving (or better yet, make reservations far in advance to secure an indoor table). The wait time was an excruciating and absurd hour and fifteen minutes, though, as mentioned, the waiter did his best to smooth things over, and would have been successful had the food been anything to write home about. As it stands, his efforts were largely in vain. The Nuevo tofu quesadilla was comprised of a scant onion/pepper medley, a paper thin tortilla, several lifeless slabs of tofu, and a river of grease which dwarfed the Cuyahoga. The accompanying beans and rice were achingly substandard, seemingly not seasoned whatsoever. To Nuevo's credit, the guacamole was outstanding, a perfect amalgam of savory-rich and salty. And the restaurant's location is admittedly a major selling point with a picturesque view of the lake and surrounding green space. There is also a sand volleyball court looming just beyond the wraparound patio, though it was apparently abandoned on Friday afternoon. Your reviewer's interest was piqued by the drink menu and a return journey will be in order to sample the horchata/bourbon cocktail and the pain-killer, so expect this review to be updated (and the rating quite possibly improved), as it stands now, however, Nuevo seems to be sinking fast...despite being located safe from the waves within the marina.
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