I had been walking for miles and was focused on seafood at the base of High Line when i literally stumbled on Mary's Fish Camp. I was desperate and still had some walking to go so I stopped by here instead. You know, sometimes you can be lucky and this was one of them. It was stiflingly hot outside so the kitchen, which seemed to occupy at least half of the floor area, must have been like a furnace. Yet what was immediately obvious was that none of this was affecting the energy and enthusiasm of the staff. There was Mary at the front of the kitchen prepping and finishing, chef, whose passion for this work was evident in his attention to detail (the mountain of fries carefully arranged in stockpile form is worth ordering just for the visuals). I'm sure the freshly made lemon is great normally but on a really hot day it was (both were) essential and sharp to the palate. Everything on the menu seemed worthy of a look as I observed a steady stream of meals passing by. My octopus skewer was delicate, Others seemed self satisfied with their whole fish or their fillets. Highly recommended.
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