I'm a missionary for Horace and Dickies. I'm talking knocking on doors and handing out pamphlets. I went to Fish in the Hood solely because it's closer to my house and gas costs a pint of blood per gallon.
As soon as I walked in and saw that you have to order by the pound instead of a flat rate for a sandwich I was like, "This will be my last time coming here." 30 minutes later and I gotta tell you (Like Red Foxx in Harlem Nights) "That's some good [fish] to make a man change gods.
You order by the pound because they actually fry it fresh. It's like the grocery store. There's a glass with fish sitting on ice and they weigh the fish on a scale before frying it at the other counter. They have whiting, trout, shrimp, crab cakes and the sides...oh my God, the sides!
"Best macaroni and cheese" gets thrown around a lot these days, but my two year old reached into the bowl to grab a piece and I almost safe dropped her at a fire station. I don't know who makes it, I don't care. If there's bits of heroin in it, that's cool with me. All I know is that it was (curse word, curse word, curse word) delicious!
Duuude, I've been trying to get there for a MIN!! Operation H&D has been reclassified as a TOP PRIORITY
ReplyDeleteYou've gotta commit yourself to it. I'm there about once a week. I get the shakes if I don't go.
ReplyDeleteI can't believe you just found that place! It's my hands down fave of all the local fish spots.
ReplyDeleteI hardly ever try something new. I probably won't try a new fish place until 2017.
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