Everything about the Beachcomber seemed retro but not long in the tooth. There was a certain charm in the decor and the servers who in many cases were dressed better than some of the clientele.
Our server, Jackie, started us off with a relish tray, something I had not experienced since my childhood in Atlanta. From there we manly men chose to treat our taste receptors to what promised to be savory and delicious marrow bones.
The jus did not disappoint though there wasn't a lot of marrow in those bones. Only one of the bones served to me had any marrow. The other two were devoid of anything except hot air ... a waste of money!
Our table had much better luck with the tomato salad, my bride's wedgie (salad, not pictured), Caprese halibut, famous farm-to-table chicken dinner, French fried onion rings, lamb chops and lamb shank.
If you are brave enough to challenge Clearwater Beach traffic and the hoards of milling-about-tourists, I think you will be pleased with Heilman's. Dinner for four with wine came to a fairly reasonable $250.58.