Yes I'm in the home of Pike's Fish Market.
And guess what?
They have a little satellite shop just down the street from me.
So yes...marvelous fresh fish is only a short walk away.
It sounds dreadfully romantic, like something from a comedy with Jennifer Anniston.
"Young college grad moves to a new town and takes walks in her rubber boots and snazzy rain jacket down to the fish market to buy her dinner from Kevin the plaid clad fish man who internalizes his pain and as they become friends he learns to let go while she learns to cook crab cakes and deal with her past."
Seriously I think I saw that movie.
To clarify...none of that is real.
Except that the fish man's name is Kevin and he does wear plaid.
Kevin sold me on crab cakes when I was in the shop getting veggies and blueberries.
He explained how to make it and I thought..."what would Jennifer do?"
So there I was.
With a crab cake, a frying pan, and a dream.
I'd like to say I had an epiphany but really I was thinking "Don't mess this up Talcott because Kevin is going to ask how it tasted and you don't want to have to say that you totally failed and ate box mac and cheese instead"
According to the fish man, here are the intricate directions:
Smoosh the crab ball into a patty about 3/4 of an inch thick
Put a sploosh of olive oil in the frying pan once it's hot
Cook the patty for a bout 7 minutes on each side
Boom
Thanks Kevin! It was yummy!
Mission success