Maine definitely has the lobster thing going for it. But when it comes to New England chowder, look to the left coast for the best around.
Mo is gone now, but her grand daughter still runs the business with help from the great grandchildren. With six locations, we found a Mo’s in Florence after hearing an ad on the radio about their famous chowder. I remember reading that Bruce Springsteen once ate at Mo’s, so we just had to go!
What a perfect setting for a hot bowl of chowder. But what I first eye-balled on the menu was Mo’s Mochas! Hot chocolate and coffee topped with loads of whipped cream warmed us up right away.
Maybe if we didn’t still have a ways to drive we might have opted for the “special” Mo’s with Irish Creammmmmmm…
Most clam chowders taste way too processed with clam and potatoes bits that are always to small. But each spoon of Mo’s chowder is a mouthful. Big, tender potato chunks you can sink your teeth into, and large flavorful clam strips make Mo’s the best in my book.
Served with a pad of butter and sprinkling of seasoning, one bowl is enough to fill you up. You almost don’t need the crackers and hot sauce Jim likes to add. But we added an order of garlic toast and fried clam strips to round out our meal.
Friendly fast service, a great view, and good food, what more could we ask for? We left satisfied without feeling stuffed, and wandered back out onto the drizzly dock with a warm belly and another great local dining experience under our belt.