When I accidentally walked by this place and saw«Boston Clam Chowder», I had overwhelming urge to scream«That ain’t right! It’s call New England Clam Chowdah(Chowder in Boston accent), you moron!!» But hey, it’s Japan. I can’t yell at those adorable and super polite Japanese ladies. I tried to suppress it but I couldn’t help. My hope was high. Pretty high. And it was OK. It was descent. Descent enough that I wouldn’t throw a fit. I ordered large size and came out around 700~800 yen. Plus, a bread and total little over 1000 yen. Bread was also OK. I do miss Boston and become lonely from time to time. When I couldn’t tame overwhelming loneliness of not being in Boston, this place may be temporary cure. Maybe.