We were on the coast to attend the Dick Dale memorial/benefit concert at The Coach House in San Juan Capistrano. With my birthday rapidly approaching, my wife wanted to treat me to a birthday dinner of my choice. Living in the desert, I don't often get to just see and hear the ocean, so I picked Fisherman's. I figured, even if the fish was just OK, it would be a treat to dine by the sea.
Well, it turned out to be more of a treat than I had anticipated. Yes, the location is stunning, and we were seated outside on the deck with a nice view of the beach and ocean. The staff, from the hostesses to our waiter, were exemplary. We were well taken care of - something that stands in stark contrast to far too many restaurants we have dined at in our lives.
They have an extensive and mostly regionally sourced menu, and virtually all of the food we ordered was excellent. I had recently botched a nice Mexican scallop dinner by cooking them approximately 8 seconds too long, turning them into extremely chewy hocky pucks. My wife, still suffering PTSD from my scallop dinner, gave their scallops a try, and was utterly delighted by their tenderness and taste (both of which were perfect - I checked).
My halibut was moist and delicious, the clam chowder was tasty (but not the absolute best I've ever had - that honor lies up the Oregon coast) - everything was excellent. Even the veggies and red potatoes, which are often an afterthought at many restaurants, were great.
All in all, the worst part of our dinner at Fisherman's was the parking situation, which is no bueno, and unnerving at times. We parked in a public pay lot where spaces were tiny and at a premium, so we watched nervously as an enormous Mercedes attempted to squeeze into a Smart Car-sized space next to us. The driver eventually gave up, luckily before scraping down the side of our car.
We will gladly brave the parking situation, however, to return for our sea and seafood fix at Fisherman's, the next time we wander down to San Clemente.