Sunday, April 25, 2010

Flo's - The Quest for Seafood...

After reading a post about clam shacks on New England Bites, one of my favorite blogs, I have been craving some fried clams. The ladies at NEB offered up a list of suitable places but Flo's is a place that I haven't been to in a long, long time and I figured it was time to correct that!

Although I had really wanted to try to get out there last weekend it seemed that one thing after another kept spoiling my plans. However, yesterday after spending the bulk of the afternoon doing some yard work I figured it was time to reward myself! It really has been AGES since I've gone to Flo's, so long in fact I wasn't sure how to get there, but no problem I, along with some companions, hopped into the car secure that the GPS would get us there without a problem.

Board the WHAT?? That was my reaction. You see, we had hopped into the car and drove into Tiverton and then over the bridge, the whole while chatting away pausing for the occasional command by the GPS lady. Once we got into Portsmouth the GPS had me go this way and that and finally over the Mount Hope bridge, odd I thought but it had been a long time. Well after a few more turns the GPS said to "board the ferry". Well that didn't seem right. What the hell...

OK, so now we're retracing our steps and a quick phone call to Flo's in Middletown (Portsmouth has no listed number..) and we get our bearings, Island Park, look for Park Avenue off of East Main Road. So over the bridge again and we set the GPS for East Main Road and...damn this isn't right either. #!$!%#$@! #!$#

So, now we're in East Main Road in Middletown and I'm figuring we could turn around and follow East Main road in the other direction and that will probably put us on track. I'm also thinking the GPS lady needs to be fired. What I was thinking about mostly though was fried clams and that there was a Flo's in Middletown. I was in Middletown. Maybe it was time to just admit defeat and look for the one there. So trusting the GPS lady one more time I searched for the Flo's on Wave Avenue and found I was 3 miles away. Less than 10 minutes later I was ordering the Fried Clam platter, and a Scallop Platter and an order of fish and chips.

Now, I wasn't thinking of a blog post at the time or I would have taken pictures of the location and the food, just like my friends at New England Bites. Flo's is a little box of a building that looks about 3 stories high. It seems surrounded by hotels, restaurants and lounges that all came decades later. The building has a great New England look and feel to it. There is a small gravel parking lot in the back (or was it crushed shells?) which is Wave Avenue. From there a walk along side and into the building revealed a very casual atmosphere which was a real relief since I was wearing the same outfit I had been mowing the grass in just a few hours before! We ordered at the counter and low and behold were given a rock with our number on it. In less than 10 minutes our food was ready and we were heading for some little spot where we could stop and eat.

And what did we think after all the ordeal? It was good! It was very good. Was it the best I've ever had? No, but the clams were some of the best I've had in a long while. The clams were good and very flavorful, but some were a bit chewy. The review of the scallops was about the same, the one I stole was very good though, and the fish got good marks too. The portions were a decent size and prices seemed reasonable. The clam platter was $16, the scallops, $14 or $15 and the fish was $9. Would we go again? I think the consensus is yes but I don't think everyone would get the same thing again.

2 comments:

I Hate Morons said...

Instead of using a GPS, learn how to read a map so you can find Park Avenue in Portsmouth. Idiot.

Lefty said...

The next time I make an impulse decision to go somewhere I will make sure my car is stocked with all the maps needed for my journey. In fact I will plan my spontanous travels so I can contact AAA and have them triptik the entire trip for me. In the meantime, instead of commenting on a blog on the internet why don't you go read a newspaper you neo-luddistic-butt-munch.