A Dead Fish Story
Who would name a restaurant
“The Dead Fish”?
The chef explains:
When I was a boy growing up in Italy, I loved to watch my Nonna (grandma) work in the kitchen. The catch of the day–be it calamari, crab or a variety of fresh fish–was magic in Nonna’s able hands.
Now my Nonna was a little Italian grandma with a big Italian heart. Friends, neighbors, even the local fishermen all knew, if you made your way to Nonna’s when you smelled that wonderful fish cooking, you’d be welcome to a plate.
With so many people clamoring for her cooking, Nonna couldn’t be bothered with small details. She never followed a recipe–she just stirred and sampled. And she never remembered the names of the fish she used!!
Whenever I would ask, “Nonna, what kind of fish is this?” she would shrug her shoulders and smile – ”IT’S A DEAD FISH!!” Everyone laughed and had a great time.
With fond memories of my Nonna, I welcome you to THE DEAD FISH.