It’s a bit of a shack when it comes to décor, but very much with intention, and that’s sort of its charm. Kinda like the restaurant version of a Pug. But the thing I love about this place is that you actually get to choose your piece of fish right out of the case (pictured), as though you were in a fish market, so you know it’s fresh. The other thing I love is that you get to choose how you want it done. I always go blackened with dirty rice and veggies. Oh, and a beer. Or two.
And while this place used to be worthy of the 4 stars you’ll find on TripAdvisor it has unfortunately slid over the last five years or so, hence my lower knife count for a review featuring the word “love” so much. It’s still a solid good, though. But let’s just hope it doesn’t slide any farther or it’ll wind up in the Pacific. Which might be a good thing now that I think of it. A poetic return to its roots, so to speak.