There's an almost tidal transience to the Jersey Shore dining scene that can be disconcerting to a restaurant's regulars. A hungry Shore bird works so hard to find something special at the beach, it's downright worrisome to find it missing upon your return the following year.
Where are those oysters topped with carbonated Meyer lemon foam that I ate in Avalon last summer? What of the strawberry "upcakes" and shrimp-salad lunch boxes they used to pack for the beach at Dixie Picnic in Ocean City? Hey! Who moved Johnny's "Nonna's meatballs"? And all of you adventurous BYO-hounds better take a deep breath before you read this next bit of news on Stone Harbor's missing gastro-gem: Sea Salt? Gone!? Noooooooooo!!!!