It was raining non-stop...

The 41-70 Restaurant near Woods Hole, MA

It was raining non-stop since we left home. Max and I secured the passage for the women and elderly, waved our goodbyes, queued the car to be loaded and ventured into the rain in search for warm food and comfort. After crossing a small bridge we spotted this place, polished wood and brass kind, empty, smelling of beer and fried food. We were the only customers. The chowder that they brought was what you expect from a bar - salty, mushy, stale. But it did hit the spot.

If caught in a rain, do visit and order it. Otherwise - avoid by all means. 

Half-a-star for being our right place at the right time.