Okay, that's not really true. These fish came out of the freezer and were baked in the oven. Same for the chips that went with them.
Still, it's fun for me to think of a Friday night fish fry. When I was little, our grandma used to take us to the tavern around the corner for delicious fried fish and chips. Weirdly, in those much more innocent times, the tavern bore the now-impossible name, the Gay Spot.
Still, it's fun for me to think of a Friday night fish fry. When I was little, our grandma used to take us to the tavern around the corner for delicious fried fish and chips. Weirdly, in those much more innocent times, the tavern bore the now-impossible name, the Gay Spot.
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