Sherwood B.
Yelp
On Savannah Rd. between the Lewes harbor and the Delaware Bay, this fairly new place is, at least, technically, a steakhouse, but it's not really what one would think of as a "steakhouse" in the traditional, classic sense. In other words, one cannot order a Filet Mignon, baked potato and steamed broccoli and, at most steak houses in which I have feasted, the first thing one sees upon entering is a tank of lobsters and I never saw such a thing at the Harvest Tide.
BUT... these people know what they're doing. I could tell the moment I took my first sip of the cream of broccoli soup du jour; it was the best I've ever had in taste, presentation and every other aspect. Linda and I shared an order of meatballs as an appetizer and they were decent: firm, flavorful in a wonderful tomato sauce and accompanied by small tomato spheres. The bread, without which no Frenchman could ever eat any meal, was brushed with honey and delicious.
We came in looking for a couple of Filets or N.Y. Strips with regular mashed or baked potatoes. No such luck; no Bearnaise either. The sauces they did have available were unrecognizable to me, as were the starches. Pricing (I refuse to use the term "price point".) was a bit on the upscale side; Linda had seafood mac-n'-cheese and she observed that the scallops were cooked correctly which is, apparently, not easy to do; it also comprised shrimps and lobster meat but Linda, a native New Englander, said the lobster had too much cartilage still extant and the shrimp's tails were still present. But she said the dish was, overall, very rich and well-done.
I had rigatone Bolognese, which was excellent, but was it worth $35.00? Everything is high today but this dish was actually superior and it provided another meal-and-a-half at home later. So... yeah, it was.
Neither of us had room for desert; we saw a huge, monstrous cake served to the birthday party next door. It looked excellent but we just didn't have room.
I asked the manager if the kitchen staff studied at the C.I.A. or J&W. "No, but the chef tonight is the owner's son." That was pretty amazing. There were three guys behing the line and a lady expediting. It was smooth as silk.
On the floor and behind the bar, all the guys that work there are tall, thin and bearded. I have no idea what's up with that.