on September 5, 2000
We found this little place by asking one of the shop owners where we could get great seafood, but we wanted a local place, not a tourist restaurant. She directed us to the Lobster Hut, which was practically across the street, just down from the Mayflower.
Its a rambling sea-side "shack", right on the water. Inside, it was crowded, noisy and smelled like heaven. Like a fast food joint, you order at one window and pick up at another. We (all of us in line to order) were told in no uncertain terms that if we didn't know what we wanted, get out of line. We knew just what we wanted. I had fried clams that came in a pile at least six inches high; my mother had a broiled fish that was twice the size of the bun they served it on, and my Dad has what he considered the best lobster roll he'd ever eaten. Everything came with a mound of fries. We took our food out under the canopy where it was a little quieter and overlooks the harbor. If you angle your head right, you can see the masts of the Mayflower.
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