Wee Packet – Dennis, MA

Well, it's certainly thick.

After leaving the trampolines, we had lunch at a place in Dennis. Wee Packet was supposed to be in the WCOD Chowdah Fest but they didn’t make it.Which is sad because it could have been our favorite there. Although we didn’t enjoy it very much, it was better than any of the stuff at the Chowdah Fest.

Wee Packet was a cute little place – and we were happy there but it wasn’t very tasty. With a bunch of salt, it was okay. ChowderBoy said it was “gritty…so it must have fresh clams.”

We could stick a spoon up in it but it wasn’t tasty and thick, just thick.

Not worth a trip back there for us. ChowderGirl gives it a C+.

Seafood Sam’s – Harwich, MA

I typically dislike chains of all kinds, somewhat irrationally I suppose. But yesterday was a rainy day on the Cape and we had nowhere to be so we hauled out to go on the trampolines. While we were waiting, I scurried over to the Seafood Sam’s just in case it was decent enough.

And. It was! It was tasty and fresh and yummy and positively loaded with clams.

The kids loved the chowder, particularly ChowderGirl who scarfed it down in a few small bites.

Captain Kidd, Woods Hole, MA

Despite 25 years of eating and drinking (okay mostly drinking) at the Kidd in Woods Hole, we never did an official chowder review there. Today’s the day, kids.

ChowderGirl and Rebecca

While we waited for our chowder and drank our lemonade (kids) and Anchor Steam (grown ups), we admired the colorful dog ChowderBoy won last night at Papa Gino’s. He must be some kind of savant with those machines.

Rain Man & Dog

The chowder arrived and ChowderDad’s first review was “oh dear”.

No one liked it at all. I was surprised. It had some interesting seasonings but ChowderBoy had to load it up with salt to enjoy it at all. It was thick and tasty and filled with nice clams. It had all the markings of a great chowder and yet, left us all flat.

We do love the Anchor Steam on tap, and frankly, enjoying the Kidd is a worthwhile endeavor, no matter what the outcome of the chowder. We had a great day and enjoyed it.

However, at the end of the meal, we all sat around talking about the chowders we’ve had that we loved more than the chowder at The Kidd. There was a long list. :(

The chowder wasn't great but the company was sublime.

Sunset Grille – Monument Beach, MA – Official Family Review

We grabbed a bite to eat here before the Bassackwards race. What we learned is that ChowderGrandma has a singular standard. It’s about thickness. She says there is something else but the rest of us think it’s just thickness. And it is THICK! Holy thick.

It really is THAT THICK.

A bit of flour chowder taste – gee, maybe that is why it is so thick?!?!?! But GREAT clams. Whole tasty perfectly cooked clams. Needs salt. But ChowderMom thinks a salt lick needs salt so…your mileage may vary.

ChowderBoy was going to town on the chowder. No comments, just shoveling it all in as quickly as possible.

ChowderFamily Friend says there was a big piece of pepper in it and stuck in her tooth.

ChowderGirl says it was great. The spices are great but the potato was mushy.

We gave it a B+.

Chowder Cup, Buzzards Bay, MA

Cape Dory

It’s absolutely unfair to judge the chowder from Sunday against restaurant chowder but as the day was chowder related, I thought we should share a bit about the day.

The kids had their first race on Sunday – the Chowder Cup – they went with their grandfather. The gist of the race is around a nearby island in any boat you want, cross the finish line backwards. Then get chowder.

They won for “Best Flip Flop Retrieval” so they kids are pretty psyched.


The chowder was made by a few older women who have been making the chowder for 70 years or something. I had to stop the kids from judging it because it’s simply unfair. It was great.

Another Saturday at the Chart Room

I am starting to believe that the deal with Chart Room chowder is that we will never get a truly accurate assessment of it. We always seem to eat it on a sunny day, outside, after a sail, after beer, and with drinks. Those conditions all predispose us to think it’s outstanding.

This Saturday was no exception. For the record, we won the race but we didn’t know it at the time. Still, we were feeling proud and happy and exhausted and starving. Sitting outside after a few beers, eating that chowder, it’s just ideal.

It’s reliably great chowder though. Thick and creamy with perfect potatoes and fresh clams.

And did I mention? We won.

Harborside Bar and Grill, Stratford, CT

Not a good sign when the best part of the meal is the music.

Twitter stream about Harborside.

  • harborside grill in milford (or is it stratford still?) CG says it looks like corn chowder but I disagree.
  • not a lot of clams. CG says it is really hot but it isn’t. she just likes lukewarm chowder.
  • best part is the view and the music – 80s fest Infatuation, Only in My Dreams and some Berlin song…
  • the flavor is outstanding but a wee bit thin and not a lot of substance.
  • it is loaded up with celery which is not great for me but CG does not seem to mind.
  • i believe we will give this chowder experience a C. knew you were waiting for me just came on.

That pretty well sums it up. She liked it well enough but didn’t finish it. Oh dear. I left the leftovers in the car….

Fetching it now.  Stench. It’s what makes a Subaru a Subaru.

Penfield Beach, Fairfield CT

Perfect Penfield Day

So we love Penfield. It’s a great place for things like meeting the kids for dinner on a Friday night. Or celebrating the first day of school with other moms. Or celebrating the end of school with the PTA.

What it’s not a great place for is chowder. In theory it might have been good chowder but as soon as it arrived, I remembered how last fall, some friends and I went to the beach while the kids were at the first day of school. And I tried the chowder. And I burned my tongue.

So I managed to forget this information in the last months. And I tried to eat it again. Worse yet, I tried to get the kids to eat it.

We waited nearly 20 minutes for it to cool off, no joke. It had great flavor but it shouldn’t take that long to cool off.

ChowderGirl liked the taste once she got to it but ChowderBoy said it looked like milk and didn’t taste much better.

Maybe next year, Penfield.

July 4, 2009 Weekend

Over the weekend, we managed to get in just a small amount of chowder. Naturally, we were pretty busy because of the whole small town Americana festival of pride and joy.

Friday, ChowderGirl and I swung by Graziella’s on the way to drop off 60 ears of corn at our friends’ house. The house has a lovely view of Buzzards Bay, so we did a nice to-go cup. Perhaps buoyed by the view, the chowder took on a post-taste level of joy, typically only reserved for when we eat chowder on the boat after a race and a few beers (well, that’s just Dad and I, no kids). It’s surprising because last year, we trashed their chowder as repulsive.

Saturday was the local parade and a 10 hour BBQ/dunk tank/bouncy castle/fireworks party. You’d think that meant we had no time for chowder but we managed to get off our duffs and head to the Courtyard for dinner. Which naturally means chowder.

It was fine. In this quest for great chowder, we seem to be developing personalities. ChowderGrandma is positively positive. ChowderBoy gives everything a 15,000. ChowderGirl thinks everything is too thin. And I seem to just keep dreaming of Tony’s from the Chowder Festival.