Seaview Bar & Grille in Longport, NJ
301 Somers Point Longport Blvd, Longport, NJ 08403
Restaurant in Longport, NJ
Google Rating: 4.0/5.0
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Web:
https://www.seaviewgrille.com/
Phone: (609) 300-6755
Oh, you haven't heard about Seaview Bar & Grille in Longport yet? Well, let me fill you in on this little spot by the water. For starters, if you’re in the mood for a laid-back vibe with some seriously good service, you might just find yourself a new favorite hangout. Folks have been buzzing about their bartender who’s got the Midas touch when it comes to mixing drinks and making you feel right at home. If you happen to land a seat at the bar, you might just feel like a regular in no time. Now, if you’re thinking about hosting a special event, Seaview seems to have a knack for making it memorable. They’ve got this beautiful setting and a team that knows how to pull off a smooth shindig, right down to coordinating with your florist and keeping the little ones entertained. The atmosphere is what you'd expect from a spot that knows how to do waterfront dining right. Swing by in the off-season when Ocean City is taking a nap, and you might just discover a hidden gem. After your visit, come back to Sugarpop Says! and dish about your experience in our Community Feedback section. Can’t wait to hear what you think!
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