I’m just outside of Buffalo NY. There seems to be a Catholic church on every other corner. During lent a ton of the churches have huge fish fries on Fridays. The most popular ones will sell a certain amount of tickets (400-500) and you better get them early or look elsewhere. You could go church to church week to week and not hit them all.
My father was raised Catholic (not me, Mom was Lutheran.) He hated fish, as a result I never had a fish fry until my early 20’s, too late to bring my parents up on charges of child neglect. There is a little hole in the wall diner near my shop, they do a fish fry special every Friday year round except the two weeks in July the owner closes for vacation. (I love some aspects of a small town.) I’ve had a fish fry lunch almost every Friday for about the last 2 years. The one day a week the entire shop goes out to lunch en-masse. My bosses’ Dad is recently retired and keeps materializing every Friday around 11:45, strange doings…
$8.95 and you get a hunk of beer battered fish that hangs of the plate lying on a bed of french fries. Homemade (the diner is only open 5 am to 2 pm, the owner literally makes the sides at home in her kitchen on Thursdays) cole slaw and cold macroni salad with paprika. Once in a blue moon I’ll ask to subsistute for her 6 cheese mac and cheese if it’s on the menu that day.
Don’t ask what the 6 cheeses are, if I knew I’d be a millionaire.