Technically speaking, Lobster Landing isn't even a shack. The ramshackle, 100-year-old, wood-frame shanty by the water is where you buy lobsters, oysters, and steamer clams to take home and cook. For dining here, you sit nearby at a plastic table in a sort of picnic area on a broken-clamshell deck that offers a makeshift tent for inclement weather. As for the choice of meals, there are exactly three, plus potato chips by the individual bag and soda you fetch yourself from a cooler near the order counter. As much as I like hot dogs and sausage-pepper-onion subs, I wouldn't dream of ordering one here. The menu's lead item, a hot lobster roll, is irresistible.
It comes in a big submarine bun, the center of which is cut away before toasting, thus making room for maximum amounts of lobster meat. Weightwise, I don't know how much claw, knuckle, and tail meat is piled into each sandwich, but there is no room for any more. This is a big lobster roll – although so good that ordering two is not out of the question (except, perhaps, financially, as they are currently $15 each). The meat, freshly picked and cooked, is bathed in butter but not swimming in it. Perfection, haloed by vivid waterside ambience.