Remember real lobster/ crab shacks,the kind that fit about a dozen people inside, and another couple of dozen outside the door, just itching to get in & chow? REAL she crab soup, all back-fin, a little roe, some sherry, and the rest, just magic? Lobster rolls devoid of clery, just fresh lobstaer & a dab of mayonnaise. The kind that stayed open all winter, feeding the faithful? The kind that every shore town worth it's salt featured and supported? The kind that really do not exist anymore?
Well, righton Stone Harbor Boulevard, right after the bridge going into the beahtown, a 91- year young man named Pat, Calabrese for real, is getting it done. It' easy to go past his shack because it's not all lit up. But going past it is a BIG mistake.
I just finished a bowl of his she-crab soup, and had a lobster roll right before it. It's early November, but my taste buds are singing July. Pat has served Tony Bennet, Bobbie Rydell, Sinatra-- all the former Atlantic City luminous-- and if you're real lucky, he'll feed you. His shore food is the real deal, the kind that barely exists these days. Just soups, lobster, bisques, crab (blue crab, the king & the ultimate for flavor), and for the squeamish,a real Philly cheese steak (yeah, he' s from south Philly...)
This is th best and the realest seafood you will get in the Cape May area. Go...