Why should you go? Because the little beach towns along the coast are so freaking charming you forget you HATE saltwater taffy and steamers. I grew up in one of these towns on a five-mile stretch of beach called Nantasket, which pokes out halfway between Boston and Cape Cod. Visiting home recently, I forgot how beautiful it is on a dry sunny day, when the sky has only a few wispy clouds, the ocean is a hundred shades of blue, the sun is pleasantly warm so you think you won’t get burned. You get burned.
And the food… oh I love it. It’s so simple and traditional. Lucy and I had lunch on the second floor of Mill Wharf in Scituate (the town down the way), overlooking the harbor. Mill Wharf is a run-of-the-mill place (ahem) where you stick to what was caught that and what’s fresh. We ate Duxbury oysters, clams and shared a lobster roll. She had a summer ale and I had some crappy California white whose name I don’t remember, but it didn’t matter because it was cold, and the food was good, and the view was spectacular.
The South Shore is completely overshadowed by the Cape, and that’s fine by me. If you’re visiting Boston, I highly recommend taking a day trip to my old stomping grounds- it’s an hour drive and it’s got all the charm of the Cape without the ridiculous traffic.
Information about Hull, click here.
Information about Scituate, click here.
Information about Cohasset (a gorgeous town, home to the organic farm I talked about), click here.
And if you want an incredible meal, go to Tosca, in Hingham MA (another gorgeous town in an area full of ’em). It’s hands down my favorite restaurant.