Having spent our lives traveling around rural Nova Scotia and suffering through the less-than-desirable fat-farms masking as 'down home' restaurants, we've learned to have low expectations. We were not terribly optimistic as we faced the fate that had befallen us on this November evening - it was dusk, we still had a long way to go, and the Glooscap restaurant was the only option for miles around.
We ordered the fish and chips. They arrived two minutes later - a fried, gnarled mass of grey matter. The most disturbing thing - it had claws in it. Seriously, claws. I felt as if they were reaching for us, warning us to run. When I pushed the claws out of the way and inspected it with my fork, I discovered that it was full of rancid, grey oil.... The rest is history (thank god). All in all, the food was as disgusting as the decor.
Glooscap would have never wanted it this way.
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