I grew up in the small town of Orleans where Cape Cod makes its eastern-most thrust into the ice cold Atlantic. For thirty five years my dad and my brother, Jeff , ran Philbrick’s Snack Shack out on Nauset Beach. I worked at “The Shack” for eight summers when I was in high school and the first couple of years in college. After getting out of the Navy I ran Nauset Beach Rides.
This weekend there was an ultra-nasty nor’easter that tore away at the beach and is bringing an end to an era. My dad built the Snack Shack with his own two hands in 1954. It has withstood nor’east storms and hurricanes for 64 years but this week it’s finished.
One thing I didn’t make clear is that while my dad built the Snack Shack and he and my brother ran it for 35 years, my brother stopped running it 29 years ago. John Ohman has been running it since then under another name. It’s sad, though, to see this bit of Orleans history bite the dust.
This last weekend.
When my brother, Jeff, was running the place he was selling a ton to a TON AND A HALF of onion rings A WEEK! The volume of food that passed through those windows was literally unbelievable! On the Fourth of July Weekend Sunbeam bakery used to bring a trailer full of hot dog and hamburger buns to handle all that would be cooked and consumed over those three days.
Back in the ’50s Howard Johnson’s was noted and famous for their hot dogs. They were made by the Boldeaux meat company. (Not sure of the spelling after 60 years) They only had TWO CUSTOMERS. Howard Johnson and Philbrick’s Snack Shack. I remember on time the Boldeaux salesman telling my father that the Snack Shack, from Memorial Day to Labor Day, sold MORE hot dogs than the top three year round Ho Jos in New England, COMBINED!!!
But it’s all over now. Mother Nature is a cruel mistress…
New Pics…
Last three photos from Cape Cod Times newspaper
Man, I’m sure sorry the family business got washed away, but I’m damn glad you haven’t done the mortal coil shuffle!
The last thing from you in my email was titled “Nothing Lasts Forever,” and when I clicked on the link, it went nowhere!
I don’t know about the link. I’m going to go back and rework the story. It wasn’t the family business that got washed away. Just the building that my dad built. He and my brother, Jeff, ran the place for 35 years. Jeff gave it up and another person, no relation, John Ohman, had been running it for the last 29 years. The town just cancelled his lease.