The moment you sink your fork into the grouper oscar at Flamingo Grill in Myrtle Beach, you’ll understand why people treat their GPS like a treasure map leading to seafood gold.
This isn’t just dinner – it’s a pilgrimage for anyone who believes that fish deserves to be treated like royalty, complete with a crown of crabmeat and a robe of hollandaise.
You walk through those doors and immediately feel like you’ve discovered something special, something that the chain restaurants down the street are desperately trying to copy but can’t quite nail…