I hate to say it. I really do, but the Union Oyster House bites! I’m not sure it’s even worth the single star I gave it here; okay, maybe just the one, but only because it’s Boston’s (and thereby America’s) oldest restaurant. It’s super cute from the outside, and my first time peering in with Mamma and Mr. Mix by my side, we were compelled to go in for a taste test.
Prime seating is at the original wooden bar where bowls of chowda’ and icy plates of East Coast oysters are served up from the window display. It’s picture perfect, and would make a great holiday setting, if it weren’t for the food. Once you open your mouth, I’m afraid it’s all downhill from there.
The clam chowder may be the worst I’ve had. I would be shocked if it wasn’t processed gruel from Sysco or some similar industrial giant. The day we visited, they only had one type of oysters available: Blue Points…from LONG ISLAND. In a city of seafood, it made no sense to me that they would ship in oysters from New York. When Mr. Mix ordered their house made root-beer, he was dismayed to discover it was really just a generic, store-bought bottle branded with an Oyster House label. Balls.
Union Oyster House is a place to see and not eat while walking the historic Freedom Trail. It might be a fine setting for a pint, but these days, their money is in the merchandise at their gift shop (!) and not on your plate.
Union Oyster House
41 Union St
Boston, MA 02108
Neighborhood: Faneuil Hall