The dock in Pensacola Beach where we boarded the dolphin cruise was about 400 yards from Flounder’s Chowder House, which had been highly recommended by several people.
We got a table that was under a roof but next to an open wall with a view of a playground, stage and outdoor seating.
As it was a chowder house, we split a bowl of their signature chowder. It was excellent, and we very much wished we’d just split a bowl and one entree rather than the massive amounts of food we ended up with.
My wife got fish tacos. I got a ridiculous sample plate.
Everything was delicious except the oysters (the three blobs on top of the fish). I only ate one of those, and it was disgusting. I made it through the three types of shrimp and the crab (upper left on my plate), but barely touched the fish or fries. We ordered a slice of key lime pie to go, intending to split it later at the hotel. When we got outside, we realized the waiter, for some reason, had given us three pieces — half a pie. We each ate a piece that evening, but the third was we tossed because we were still full from lunch.
We were in the gift shop after we ate when a storm hit. It rained furiously, and I finally decided to run/wade to the car. I got drenched, but by the time I’d wended by way through the traffic to get my wife, it had slowed, and it stopped entirely a few minutes later. If we’re ever in Pensacola Beach again, we’ll go back here, but we’ll each get a cup of chowder, split an entree and do without half a pie.