When I was a small boy my brother and mom drove past this area to fish at Shelter Island.  I remember the sea and sun while we waited for a nibble on the line.  On lucky days we would catch enough  smelt to fill a small bucket.  Fresh smelt marinated in ginger and soy sauce pan fried till the skin was crispy made  for a delicious dinner. Bummer Harbor Town Pub wasn’t around for those days we were unlucky.