Thanks to those of you who responded to my request last week for recommendations for restaurants in Chatham. We've just returned from a three-night stay that culminated in Chatham's fantastic First Night celebration. The B&B at which we stayed feted us with so many extras as part of the New Year's package (afternoon high tea, New Year Eve buffet, etc) that we only needed to eat out at a restaurant on Friday and Saturday nights. Friday we chose the Impudent Oyster and enjoyed their unique, imaginative and well-prepared dishes immensely. Saturday night we went to the Chatham Squire with mixed results. My friend had fried oysters which he pronounced to be wonderful. I had Thai mussels which were OK; flavorful but not spicy enough for me. The problem arose when my wife ordered a bleu burger which she remembered fondly from a previous visit to the Squire. She was advised by the waitress that the restaurant's policy was that burgers could not be ordered in the main dining room at dinner time, but only in the bar/pub area. The rest of us had already ordered off the dinner menu and there would have been an additional wait for a table in the pub area, so she decided not to make an issue (except to remark to us that it seemed a strange policy, but so be it) and ordered a bowl of onion soup and a garden salad (for $5.25). The other woman in our group ordered an entree size order of steamed clams and a caesar salad. The orders came. The caesar salad was quite large. My wife's garden salad (for $.50 less) was miniscule with very little lettuce, a couple of slices of mushroom and a cherry tomato. Thinking that the kitchen had accidentally sent her a side salad, she had the waitress check only to be told that, yes. that's what you get for $5.25. It would have been embarrassingly small even as a side salad. Also,our friend's steamed clams were inexcusably gritty. if that wasn't enough, as we were finishing our meal (barely), the table next to us received their orders of-you guessed it-hamburgers! A chat with the night manager resulted in little more than a pleasant, but vague, expression of regret (but no offer of recompense) and a declaration that "our food is so good that no-body ever complains" (i.e. what's YOUR problem?). We don't go to Chatham that often, but we're planning to go back soon just so we DON'T go to the Squire.