The moment we walked up to Palmy's in Pacific Beach, I was smitten.
I was also surprised: I wasn't sure where we were going to sit. I definitely wasn't expecting to battle a Sunday brunch crowd on a Monday morning. And yet almost every seat in the expansive outside seating area was taken.
It was easy to see why: the breezy coastal decor, dappled light and beautiful people gave off the very definition of "good vibes."
But mostly I was surprised I had never heard of what obviously had to be a PB institution before, especially given the steady hum of influencer-type patrons buzzing in and out.
As it turns out, the thing is... they've only been open less than a month.