Fish Fry Friday! Happy 314 day!

I grew up in Detroit so the notion of going to a Fish Fry was a new thing for me when I moved to St. Louis. I admit I was apprehensive for my first fish fry since I have a love/hate relationship with fish. I will just say that I ate bad fish as a kid, and it set the tone for my adulthood.

I remember eating only spaghetti when I was younger, but now I have evolved to enjoy the shrimp, mac and cheese bits, green beans, and ubiquitous spaghetti. In other words, lent would be missing a special tradition if I did not visit my local fish fry.

You have hundreds to choose from and you can google fish fries in St. Louis to find one close to you. Thank the volunteers for their time and effort to give you a solid meal. If you are lucky, you may even get to pick up Girl Scout cookies on your way out the door!