Your GPS will probably second-guess itself three times before admitting that yes, this unassuming building in Allentown really is your dinner destination, and no, you haven’t accidentally navigated to someone’s renovated garage.
Henry’s Salt of the Sea sits there like a well-kept secret that everybody knows but nobody wants to share too loudly.
The weathered blue siding and modest red shingles suggest a place more concerned with substance than style, like that friend who shows up to parties in jeans but somehow ends up being the most interesting person in the room.
You pull into the parking lot and notice the cars range from beat-up pickups to pristine Mercedes, which tells you everything you need to know about this place’s democratic approach to excellent seafood…