You didn’t come here to be impressed. You came because the ocean was right there, and someone told you not to skip the soft shells. And this time, that someone was me.
I’ll admit it, I wasn’t expecting much. Just a quick stop, a casual bite, nothing memorable. Then the plate arrived.
This Virginia Beach stand knew exactly what it was doing. Fried soft shells, hot, crisp, straight from the tide. No explanations. No upgrades. Just that unmistakable coastal flavor. Salty, clean, confident…