Review: Pacific Hideaway channels a rebellious surfer vibe

“Smell that?” The aroma is unmistakable. Somebody in this restaurant is smoking weed. I glance around the dining room to see if I can spot the illicit doobie.
And there they are. There’s a girl at the bar pinching a lit roach between her fingers, although she isn’t bringing it to her lips.
And over there, on the patio, I see a dude passing a joint to his friend as they both laugh and toast their cocktails.
“What’s going on here?” I whisper to the waitres