A group of men I met during my dinner raved about Rusty Mackerel exclaiming they visit almost “once a week.” They even suggested a set menu of what to order, and what order to order in, to get the real experience. Which is rare for any restaurant I’ve visited in the world. Everyone comes in, selects a meal, and pays no mind to those around them. And though I respect and understand that sort of atmosphere, Rusty Mackerel innately creates a familial situation where you’re surrounded by people who want you have join in on their festivities without being overbearing or forced. It’s a true community inside and outside the restaurant.

My favorite dishes: Soft Shell Crab, Jersey Corn and Pickled Ramps; Cod Croquettes with Saffron Aioli; and Heirloom Tomato Salad, Basil, Sea Salt, and Black Garlic Ice Cream (it’s even better than it sounds…trust).

Drinks you must enjoy: I don’t remember its name, but it consists of Fresh Pressed Watermelon Juice, Lemon, and Jalapeño Tequila.  We’ll just call it “Drunk in Love.”

We can’t promise everything we had will be available when you do visit, but we can promise everything you have will be mouthwateringly delicious. And keep coming back. Chef Mac has a lot up his culinary sleeve that may or may not consist of nurturing a neighborhood beehive to create more honey inspired meals.