On just another balmy 60F-ish February day in New England, we headed down to Barrington, RI. There is no good food in Barrington. So, we headed south to Warren. First, we grabbed a wiener for Spring Onion at Rod’s Grille. An old-school family-run diner. Of course, instead of getting it RI-style with the sauce and onions, he wanted it plain. Oh well. We were initially going to check out the Square Peg but saw the pleasant outdoor patio at Waterdog in full swing. We got seated outside. And waited. And waited some more. Finally, a server shows up and then we proceed to over-order. A molten fondue / Sriracha / (undetectable) crab concoction with fried wonton chips, fish taco for me, an enormous pan of dirty fish and chips (cherry peppers / sriracha aioli / garlic aioli / scallions + parsley / vasco sauce [whatever that is]) for B. He barely had half, opting to bring it home. Fish tasted fresh and was fried very well in both dishes. We polished off the dip and the tacos. We forget sometimes about huge RI portions. And most dishes appear one-note, with Sriracha, various aioli, and scallions figuring in many dishes. This is basically rich, over-the-top hangover food (which we were not). Several tables had young women drinking from large urns of mimosa (?), holding an overturned champagne bottle that mixes in with the other drink components. But nevertheless we had an enjoyable time. A man (he had the air of being an owner) was busy hauling ice for the bar, clearing tables, and checked in on us. We are looking forward to summer lunches in Warren.