Stone Cutters Kitchen practicing good safety protocol, such as much of the State, which has been impressive see and feel. Open only on the backside of the establishment with outdoor seating. Upper deck seating and tables below off the parking area. Table service on both levels once you've placed your order at their protected window on the upper deck. Stairs do need to be climbed, so I'm sure orders could be taken at the table for those in need.
My wife and I decided to climb the stairs while we still can. The window, protected by a sheet of swinging plexiglass, menu board outside along with paper copies. Specials are posted on the counter with a fair selection. After sizing up the order taker, I asked my usual question, "What's your favorite?" Sizing up is important, read the face, see if the person might be open to the inquiry with a touch of levity. Next the individuals stance; is there the appearance of joy in their role, do they appear to love food as you would, and their level of experience. As the question is asked, continue to read, but most important, listen, so further inquiry can be properly asked; this is where the levity can be played to lighten the back and forth (aka interrogation).
For instance, my wife asked for a Fuzzy Naval. The young lady, serving as Order Captain and Cashier, appeared confused, from a different time in space. She stepped back behind a screen where their more experienced barmaid could be heard say, "...Oh sure I know how to make a Fuzzy Navel..." The blushing Order Captain returned with a smile, "Yes, okay, it's even on my order tablet!" The Barmaid then turned the corner acknowledging its less common these days, than years gone by. I then had to turn the screws a little tighter for fun. I offered to both, "Way back in the stone ages when the Fuzzy Naval first walked the planet, I and I alone, invented the little known adaption, the 'Bloody Russian Fizzy Fuzzy Navel.' (B.R.F.F.N ingredients explained -- below)" Yes, it's a real thing, except it's wandering legs only formed for short traveling radius. Hopefully, this Review and Self-proclamation will spread it's radius far and wide.
The ingredients: Cranberry Juice (Red), Russian (Vodka), Tonic/Seltzer (Fizz), Fuzzy (Peach Tree), and finally, OJ (the Navel). Weathered like me the Barmaids jaw dropped open. "Do you want one of those?(!)" I replied, "No thanks, but a beer will do."
We turned with my chilled can of Baxter IPA in-hand and chose a table on the upper deck. About half of the tables, on both levels were occupied with ample spacing. We grabbed a table along the rail and our birds-eye the view of the Harbor area enhanced our appetites. Very shortly afterwards our sandwiches and my Dear's ancient Fuzzy Navel arrived.
The sandwiches were delivered on recyclable tray with a bag of Lays chips and dill wedge. We ordered The Colossal Crab Hoagie style and a Crab Rueben. The breads were both fresh and well suited for each order. The Rueben's cut thick, buttered, and toasted crisp. The Colossal was just that -- a huge mound of diced crab mixed with mayo sauce all housed in a lettuce wrap and it's Hoagie roll.
In summary, it was delightful and casual meal with pleasant scenery. Cheers to the Mighty Fuzz and B.R.F.F.N. read more