The food was overpriced and miserable. We paid $14 for five pieces of overcooked shrimp in the cocktail, and $11 for a musty tasting mussel Provencal with quite a few dead and utterly inedible mussels. The fisherman's platter entree was at least edible, though the fries were generic (Think Ore Ida's). The King Crab legs were cold, old, and skimpy for a $33 entree. They were also bizarrely cut down the middle, perhaps as part of a nefarious ploy to fill the plate with more mediocrity. All in all the seafood was consistently disappointing and only a few shades away from being actually poisonous. The only saving grace is the excellent service and gorgeous patio which at least meant we could enjoy our loathsome meal in a pleasant atmosphere. Maybe there's a reason millennials are letting places like this die.
Side note: the hush puppies and smashed potatoes were actually quite nice which only makes the rest of the meal all the more pathetic in contrast.