They made paradise, put it in a parking lot.
Cyril's is simply the closest you can get to chucking it all for a life in the islands while remaining 100 miles from the city, surrounded by friends & co-workers. Maybe it's that they only play Bob Marley Legend, maybe it's Cyril's fashion sense or his, uh, joie de vivre, maybe it's reapeatedly shelling out ten bucks for some bananas, ice, no brand irish cream liquor and anonymous rum -- I'm not sure. However I do know one thing: that being at Cyril's on Saturday afternoon sure makes it easier to be back in the office on Monday morning.
And the lobster roll ain't bad either...