There’s something almost comical about finding world-class seafood in a landlocked corner of Pennsylvania, like discovering an Olympic swimmer training in a kiddie pool.
Yet there it stands in Easton – Marblehead Chowder House – a New England coastal experience that somehow teleported itself 300 miles inland without losing an ounce of maritime authenticity.
The red barn-like exterior sits modestly along William Penn Highway, neither bragging about what awaits inside nor giving any indication that you’re about to experience seafood so transcendent it might make you question your life choices up to this point.
The lobster tails here aren’t just good – they’re the kind of good that justifies reorganizing your weekend plans, mapping a route, and telling friends, “Sorry, can’t make it Saturday, I have an important appointment with drawn butter in Easton.”…