The haddock was fried with restraint, so the flesh was moist and seemed fresh. The fries were of the unappealing crinkle variety, and did not even gesture toward crispiness. The crab-cake, served as a sandwich, was a wide and mushy affair with indistinct flavors.
We have some good lobster shacks around, and Crab Louie is another. What makes it unique is its Commercial Street location. You don’t get a view. What you get is an easy pickup, and a place to stop after dark (they are open late on weekends). It also offers some real personality. The owner seemed genuinely crabby. He told me he started the place when he got sick of doing fine dining in Massachusetts. “Now I am sick of this too,” he grumbled.
So I like Crab Louie, but I encourage you to sue them anyway. The time has come when we should all start suing each other for everything. People like to call our society litigious, but the truth is we have only begun to scratch the surface. Remember, every new lawsuit provides a chance for the Supreme Court to make another wacky decision. Let's get to it.
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Brian Duff: bduff@une.edu.
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