Saltwater in Margate, NJ
9401 Ventnor Ave, Margate City, NJ 08402
Italian Restaurant in Margate, NJ
Google Rating: 4.2/5.0
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https://www.saltwatermargate.com/
Phone: (609) 289-8078
Saltwater is a local listing in Margate, NJ. Google categorizes it as Italian Restaurant. Google lists the address as 9401 Ventnor Ave, Margate City, NJ 08402, USA. Google shows a 4.2 rating from 244 user ratings. The business is currently marked operational. This page is using verified details from Google for quick reference.
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