Last Saturday night goes down as one of the best in recent memory. After bidding our little lady a good night, The Astronomer and I dined at newly-opened Fishwives before seeing Green Day at the Rose Bowl. What could be better than digging in to New England-style seafood before rocking out to my favorite band in the world with my favorite person in the world? Not much.
Fishwives has barely been open for two weeks. However, strong word-of-mouth among the local set meant that the dining room was packed at 5 PM, with only bar seating available for walk-ins.
According to the restaurant’s website, a ‘fishwife’ is a “a coarse-mannered woman who is prone to shouting” or “a woman who sells fish.” From what I gather, the restaurant was named after the owner’s great grandmother.
Complimentary bread and butter landed on the table while we were perusing the menu.