Thanks to Bill Shull for writing and the Cape Gazette for publishing the article about Dave Krasnoff. It was a well-deserved tribute.
My late wife, Brenda, and I bought a condo at the Ocean House in late 1984. We began having an occasional lunch there soon after Kupchick’s opened. We didn’t try it for dinner until later in the ’80s and we were hooked immediately! The ambience was amazing. You walk into a foyer in the center of the building. The bar and informal dining were on the right. In the foyer, Bernard Sweetney would be filling the room with the warm sound of his vibraphone, and the host/hostess would seat you in the formal dining room to the left. Once seated, you would find a plate of Boursin-like cheese, carrot and celery sticks and crackers.
The wait staff was very well trained, efficient and personable. This restaurant was addictively good. Brenda and I soon found ourselves there every Friday at 7 p.m., and our regular waitress was named Peg. Peg would arrive with a basket of warm, brown Irish soda bread. The mains lived up to the quality of the complimentary beginning. Brenda particularly liked DK’s touch with rockfish, and Dave’s “scallops a la ciel” sent me to heaven.
We sold the condo in fall of 1993 and moved to Lewes full time in spring 1994. Sadly, Brenda died in 1998. After a couple of years, I began dating Joan Jennings, a Lewes widow and friend of Brenda’s. Turns out that Joan and her late husband were also Kupchick’s regulars who had Peg as a regular waitress. We continued that tradition and were there that melancholy evening, Jan. 11, 2001, when Kupchick’s lights went out forever.
I did enjoy Kupchick’s Kitchen and later enjoyed DK’s improvements to the Rose & Crown. Your article was wonderful for the nostalgia it stirred. As Bob Hope may have sung, “DK, thanks for the memories!”