Not great food, but at least the place was open! Nothing else in town was on President's Day or most other winter days. They have a tiny little museum and the whole place reminds me of going to the beach in the 50s and 60s. Unfortunately, I've gotten used to much better food since then. We were still grateful for our lunch. I had a bowl of chowder which came with a lump of butter on top and my husband had the fried oysters, which were mediocre.
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