After the hurricane came and went (meaning we had minimal damage and I probably didn’t need to buy 2 cases of bottled waters and 12 cans of Spaghettios), my parents invited Brandon and I out for a relaxing dinner on the deck at a restaurant called Mr. G’s Waterfront. I hadn’t heard much about it yet, other than their wings are great and the views…
well they’re pretty great too.
Yep. Nothing wrong with that.
So on to the food. To start off we decided to go with some apps, specifically little neck clams and calamari.
Both were very good. The clams were served in a delicious bath of olive oil, garlic and butter, and the calamari were battered and fried to a perfection. I personally can’t stand when they are over-breaded, or not fresh and get that rubbery texture. These were spot on.
Then for dinner, Brandon and I both got wings and my parents split wings, a salad and garlic spaghetti. And unfortunately…it was too dark to take cellphone photos, but let me paint you a picture of our meal:
A dozen deep fried chicken wings, generously coated in the special “house sauce” (bbq and vinegar: oh-so-good) and gently placed atop a bed of crispy french fries. Wowzers.
They nailed it with the wings. These were some of the best I’ve had and at a great price! ($7.95 for a dozen and the fries.) I almost didn’t want to write this post because I want Mr. G’s to be our little secret so the prices stay the same and there’s always a little spot on the deck just for us. And just in case good food and a breathtaking view aren’t enough… this happened
Let the Allman Brothers covers BEGIN! (Check out my man in the Price Is Right shirt. Swoon!)
As far as the drinks go, they were very fairly priced ($2.50 domestic drafts), however, the wine list is pretty dismal. I will say I’ve seen worse selections. I did see they had Blue Moon on draft, except not until I foolishly ordered a Miller Light without perusing my options.
Overall I’d say definitely check out Mr. G’s if you’re in the area, but if you take a table away from me and my family I will cut you.*
*I will not cut you but I’ll give you the stink eye and I might knock your beer over.
Do you have any little gems in your hometown you are afraid to share?