Fresh lobster straight from the Atlantic hits different when you are sitting waterfront in Rhode Island with salt air on your face and nowhere else to be.
This is not a white tablecloth situation. This is paper bibs, cracked claws, and the kind of seafood that makes you wonder why you ever ate anything else.
A real New England lobster pound is one of those experiences that belongs on every travel list, and this one earns its spot without even trying…