Vice Cafe

I’m a single guy in Miami, and thus a sucker for a pretty lady. Add to that my eye for an interesting building layout, and that’s how I ended up at Vice Café.
After an afternoon of exploring a certain convention at the nearby convention center, and exercising my artistic talent taking sunset photos on the beach, I worked up enough of an appetite. Walking down Lincoln Road, the privacy shrubs, outside seating and cool tunes caught my attention. I glanced at their menu (no pushy hostess, that alone is WINNING), saw some pasta and picked Vice café.
The inside looks like a bar — since as I was told it’s part of Club Vice — but you can get a decent selection of tapas and sliders, served by pretty bartender ladies in burlesquey outfits. While waiting for my Fusilli dish, I was able to enjoy a friendly conversation with one as well as jam out to the aforementioned beats (they have a DJ in the restaurant part and I thought I heard some percussion.) There was also a flat screen TV on the wall for sports entertainment.
My fusilli was tasty, with a spicy marinara sauce. I can’t speak whether it’s premixed marinara sauce but it did have enough of a kick to be a Great Success in my tastebuds. Kudos also goes to the fresh basil pieces sprinkled in the dish and the fact it wasn’t drowning in cheese. Plate size is about standard compared to the other tapas places in town, and it was nicely filled. The coke I drank has a certain charm, as it’s the old school bottles.
Prices are about typical for South Beach, and there’s an automatic gratuity. I’m not beating up too much on this one because the waitresses were friendly and chatty, and the autograt was noted in the receipt. Depending on the hours, it may be a more upscale post-​club grub and one I plan to frequent.