We all know that Americans love their food - and enjoy it in great quantities. But for those of us who have diminishing appetities - and I refer to those of us seniors - then it becomes something of an endurance test. Can we really eat all that mountain of food on the table?
Boston is the home of great sea food; that's my assessment although all the guide books tell you that. Scallops, littlenecks (guess what they are), clams, scrod, chowder, lobster - you name it, they catch it and produce a whole range of inventive and tasty dishes that are worth every mouthful.
But there's just too much. The bread that comes beforehand, the salad and, like the other night at the world famous Anthony's at Pier 4, the plate of garlic musrooms, all these can fill you up before the main course arrives. Who wants to be stuffed before enjoying the dish of the day.
So here's the tip. Avoid the appetizers and go straight to the main course. If you enjoy that and still have room for a dessert then fine. But in my experience, the real joy are the main courses - and there's always plenty on the plate.
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