South Bend (not to be confused with the Indiana city of the same name that is home to Notre Dame) is one of those perpetually overcast but nonetheless picturesque coastal Washington communities that, unlike Cannon Beach to the south, always seems to remain well out of the jet set's sight and minds. Well, maybe not anymore: Today's NYT travel section has a tasty little writeup on the fried oysters of the Bender's Chester Tavern, and even goes so far as to recommend that it would be worth a New Yorker's $312 hard-earned JetBlue dollars to pay a visit. We're not sure how the great LaConner novelist Tom Robbins, who spent many months of his formative young adulthood pacing the drizzly blue collar streets of the Bender, would react. But us? We still can't believe the sweet lady NYT found their way there. I mean, those oysters must be really fucking good. We've only ever had a beer there whence passing through. To shame!