In the heart of Gatlinburg, where mountain streams tumble over ancient rocks and bears occasionally wander through backyards, Chesapeake’s Seafood and Raw Bar performs a daily miracle: serving seafood so fresh you’ll swear you can hear seagulls crying overhead.
Tennessee and seafood go together like peanut butter and sardines – it shouldn’t work, but at Chesapeake’s, it somehow does.
The mountains of East Tennessee seem like the last place you’d expect to find seafood that rivals coastal establishments.
Yet there it stands, a brick-faced culinary anomaly nestled among the tourist attractions and candy shops of Gatlinburg…