In Praise of Fish Fries
At the end of the line was the grand prize: huge chunks of crunchy cod, hand dipped, battered, and piled in gleaming stainless steel. After loading up too much food, you reentered the dining room balancing your laden plate, silverware, and a glass of milk to find the family among the red plastic-covered tablecloths and vinyl-upholstered chairs.
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