You want all manner of fish. You want it fried. Chargrilled. Salmon. Shrimp. Maybe some lobster. Chowder is a must. Also some fries. And slaw. You want to come in a t-shirt and flip flops and sit at a picnic table and eat from paper plates. And you want it to be delicious. Oh, and you need, you desperately need buttery, garlicky goodness.
Welcome to the organized chaos that is Fisherman’s Outlet.