Let me get this out of the way up front: At the M.Boys office, before blurbing this, I snickered to myself and muttered 'dildo.' When a co-worker asked me what was so funny, I said, 'nothing.' Are we good?

Chef Jeff Mcinnis's heightened Mediterranean fare, well-complimented by a beach front (sure, it's not the Mediterranean, but it's still breathtaking (not in the Seinfeldian sense)), well suits the lint-brushed air of the Ritz Carlton (which houses DiLido). With umbrellas and haute cuisine, DiLido is waste-your-day-away spot of the most desirable class.