Which is good.
I have been spending a lot of time defending the Shack here, decided it was time to stop by and have an objective look at how things are going.
Me, my lovely wife, and son [the boy is a sophomore at Berklee, not exactly a gourmet but he knows what he likes], Boston, 5ish Sunday.
Rolls, cornbread served immediately. Both tasty. Nice departure from Neptune’s weird no bread affectation. Harpoon IPA. Waiter friendly and helpful.
Littleneck seviche. Delicious, just delicious. Worth stopping by just to have this app.
The boy: clam chowder, tasty.
LW: Bermuda fish and crab soup w/ dark rum. A smash. Very Jasper, not bashful with flavors.
The boy: dinner portion of Rhode Island calamari. Greasy, delicious, just like it should be.
LW: special – Canadian swordfish w. eggplant caponata (capers, olives, eggplant, parsley …). Another smash. Like being at Jasper’s on Atlantic Ave. in the 80s. Swordfish grilled perfectly, caponata a perfect complement – again, aggressive and perfect flavors.
Me: (out of the box selection, have not had it in 10 years) fried chicken. Perfectly executed.
The atmosphere: Two tables behind us, both with young kids. One table kids perfectly behaved. The other: a two-year old girl screamer. Just absolute screamer. When she moved from the table to the lobster tank and back (approx. 15 times) she screamed the whole way. When you walked by the table it looked like a small bomb had gone off in the middle of the table. They fit right in.
It’s not Neptune Oyster, and it’s one of my favorite experiences in Boston.