I grew up eating tons of seafood which was readily available and at a high quality due to our close (5 miles tops) proximity to the ocean. When we moved to Maryland my Senior year of High School 30 minutes outside of Baltimore, my love for seafood continued and got even stronger as I learned what a REAL crab cake was all about. And then a year later when I went off to college in a small coastal Carolina Town I was spoiled even further with the freshest of bass, plumpness of scallops, and real big shrimp. My favorite after class restaurant being a little off the beaten path seafood spot that I still get nostalgic over whenever it’s brought up. The fish was thrown straight into the fryer from the ocean.
With seafood being taken granted during the first take of my life I wasn’t aware that some seafood could actually not taste like, well the sea. My other half who was raised in the far west of the Carolinas with the nearest ocean being more than 2 hours away did not understand the frustration I had with us now living in the middle of Virginia and not being able to find fish that actually tasted like….fish.