The Eating Inn

You're walking past the South Shore seafront, dodging the arcade noise, when you spot The Eating Inn tucked along the Promenade. Inside, it's all dark wood and low lighting—the sort of place that doesn't need gimmicks because the food does the talking. The menu reads like someone actually knows what they're doing: quality cuts cooked properly, fresh fish that doesn't taste like it's been frozen since last summer, and proper sides that aren't an afterthought. It's unpretentious stuff executed well, which is rarer than you'd think round here.