"a block of the jefferson station, embedded between quirky, political street art is an oasis called sea wolf. the soft light and pastel blues of ocean art create a feeling of calm under the chaos of hanging paddle boats, oars, cape wheels and other beach topics paraphernalia. they can't help but get away from the city, as the tropical garden vibe surrounds them. the sea wolf continues to lure her senses with an open kitchen that allows the aromene of every meal to gently roll past them, almost like a wave, gently touch her nose and exciting her with joy. the odour of more beautified kale and mushrooms that pour the grilled salmon, the brittle muschel strips and the warm notes of a glass of red were taken up with the ambiente. if the look and smell is not enough to awaken their curiosity, they let me assure them that the taste will wash away every doubt. the zucchini frits were gently kissed with a crisp, light teig and salt, which made her vegetables a favorite part of the meal. the lobster maishand proved to be a perfect balance of the kindness nostalgia and adult taste buds they ask how they have gone long without one. and the lachs was a beautiful bouquet of fresh fish and grilled fire that melted in the mouth. sea wolf is not only a seafood restaurant, it is a sensory experience, a hidden gem, and a curse from the city bustle."
