The last place I expected to find a Low Country-style seafood boil is here, at this usually dependable neighborhood watering hole that's steeped in burgers, sandwiches and steaks. And perhaps it should stick to what it does best, because the seafood, especially the shriveled mussels, would make Southerners cringe. But what made my blood boil the most was the $2 charge for two slices of bread, barely bigger than croutons.
Can you guess where I'm eating?
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