Friday Night Fish Fry - Ted's Fish Fry

On Fridays in the summer in upstate NY when we were kids we would stop and pick up Ted's Fish Fry on the way to Grandma and Grandpa's house in Albany.

There were many many places to choose from serving fish fries, but for my family, there was only one worth going to.

Ted's Fish Fry was no fine dining establishment, rather a shack with a window you walked up to order from and a few wooden tables outside- you know the hole in the wall looking place that always seems to have the best food and draw huge crowds.  I believe it was the Watervliet location, but it has been a lot of years.

I have no idea what kind of fish they were, but they were really good, white and flaky (maybe haddock or scrod?) without a strong "fishy" aroma or flavor, lightly breaded and fried and not even a tiny bit greasy with a really fabulous red spicy/sweet chili (I think- again, it's been years)  sauce- one of the few ways I enjoy fish-  the ends were over the (hot dog) bun by inches on both sides and they were smothered in the sauce of choice.
Grandpa, who was a character and a half with a delightfully droll sense of humor (very Brit) used to say he hated everything and anything red, would complain every time dinner was served with ketchup or we had tomatoes or sauce on anything (of course a large part of his complaining was to annoy the bejeezus out of gramma but that was them). ;-)

Anyhoo, we always ordered grandpa 2 fish with tartar sauce, everyone else who had them got the amazing red sauce.   Now- grandpa grabs one (red!) and sets it next to his plate then another he opens and starts chowing down on- and the man was skinny - probably had the hollow leg, and the rest of us got what is lovingly referred to as the "Jackson Appetite" so there was lots, but NOBODY wanted the stupid tartar sauce when there was red sauce to be had so we kids always ended up having to split. 

Luckily, there were also massive quantities of really outstanding (light, not greasy, perfectly fried) onion rings to consume along with milkshakes.

Now before he started, he was always told that we ordered 2 special for him, but he just smiled and grabbed the red sauced ones, complained as he ate and kept tucking in.

For a few weeks this happened and nobody said anything to him beyond the fact that we had gotten him some of his with the sauce he liked - he would just eat them- complain, then tell gramma, "Well, guess you better put those other fish in the fridge and I'll eat them for a snack or lunch tomorrow, can't let good food go to waste".

The next Friday we got Ted's Fish Fry, we got him 4 thinking that it was just he wanted the extras, and we even told him but nope, same thing, he went for the red ones and ate two while complaining steadily. 

So, we think Grandpa liked the red sauce a lot, and just liked to complain, as well as having the extra food for "laters" because he would never give up taking the red sauced ones no matter how many we got, and he'd complain over and over how "you know I don't like anything with tomatoes blah blah blah" but he sure could put those fish away.

The latter thing was a given because he had an enormous appetite- the famous Jackson appetite, that those of us with good metabolism love and those of us who have stupid surgery and lose that metabolism or those of us not fortunate enough to have the gene HATE INSANELY because one thing we can do in my family is EAT!  Ha.  Even the ones who can't cook worth a darn.  *LOVE YOU MOMMY!*

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