Fish tacos.
It’s what’s for dinner.
Belly up to The Fish, a simple little seafood joint that’s serving up fried shrimp, crab hush puppies and, yes, football-size fish tacos, now open in Oak Cliff.
This is the kind of no-frills, roll-your-sleeves-up-and-dive-in neighborhood restaurant you’ll visit for long lunches, weekday dinners or any other time you think crispy tilapia tacos topped with coleslaw, pico and chipotle-lime crema would be appropriate.
So soon (tonight after work seems right), make haste and head on over. There’s a three-sided corrugated-tin bar, if you’re into those. Plus a bunch of wooden tables with red-and-yellow banquettes. Find yourself a seat. Find yourself some oysters. Find yourself all happy.
And because crisp white wines and easy-drinking lagers sound good right about now, you’ll definitely want those, too. Which reminds us... Small problem: this place is BYOB.
Good thing you’re a natural-born problem solver.
It’s what’s for dinner.
Belly up to The Fish, a simple little seafood joint that’s serving up fried shrimp, crab hush puppies and, yes, football-size fish tacos, now open in Oak Cliff.
This is the kind of no-frills, roll-your-sleeves-up-and-dive-in neighborhood restaurant you’ll visit for long lunches, weekday dinners or any other time you think crispy tilapia tacos topped with coleslaw, pico and chipotle-lime crema would be appropriate.
So soon (tonight after work seems right), make haste and head on over. There’s a three-sided corrugated-tin bar, if you’re into those. Plus a bunch of wooden tables with red-and-yellow banquettes. Find yourself a seat. Find yourself some oysters. Find yourself all happy.
And because crisp white wines and easy-drinking lagers sound good right about now, you’ll definitely want those, too. Which reminds us... Small problem: this place is BYOB.
Good thing you’re a natural-born problem solver.
