Wasn't a favorite, but it was a family tradition that whenever we were all in the Boston area for a reunion we had to go there. I saw a notice that it had departed, and was wondering what the story was.
What I will never forget was that the last time we were there I saw the waiter drop my lobster on the floor and then picked it up and tried to serve it to me. He was rather indignant when I sent it back and I asked him if the manager should be called over to look at the dirt and carpet fibers. Unfortunatly from all of the good times, that is the memory that will always be on top.