Around 1970 or so, I was taken out to a place called Fontaine's
Dickens somewhere outside of Boston. I ordered the lobster fisherman
style and never got over the shock of being presented with TWO full
lobsters. The atmosphere was quiet, dark and intimate. I recall
padded booths, dim lighting, soft music and well-spoken waiters in
dark uniforms. Someone else in the party ordered the Chateaubriand
and it was served on a plank, surrounded with mounds of mashed
potatoes. I can't recall everything about the meal, but we topped it
off with cherries flambe. Needless to say, I wasn't paying the bill
so have no idea what this repast cost. There have been other memorable
meals, but this still stands out. I think the place went down in
flames a while ago, so don't go looking on Chowhound.