I returned to this restaurant to once again try a dish I had loved in the past - the oyster poor boy sandwich. Perhaps memory failed - but more likely it was the kitchen. The lovely sandwich I remembered - with the fresh, soft,steaming hot oysters tucked inside a light, crisp breading- had now become mostly breading coating dry, emaciated and tasteless oysters. A small amount of hot sauce was spread on the bun which was the only thing that elevated it from being simply breaded oysters on bread. The romaine in the Caesar salad side was good and plentiful, although wilted from being overwhelmed by an excess of a dressing that tasted more like mayonnaise than a real Caesar. This restaurant was either having a bad night - or has stopped making the effort to serve really good food. It is amazing to me - that here in the NW with its plentitude of oysters, it has become so difficult to find them fresh and well prepared!