Day 12 Samurai & Fish

Kirstin wasn't feeling that well this day so we didn't make a big thing out of lunch. I just got myself a bento box at a mediocre Japanese place in Williamsburg with the mediocre, obvious name Samurai.

Literally nothing to write home about.

We had dinner with Kirstin's friend Hilary in this place in the west village I'd been really looking forward to called simply "Fish". (To know why I was so excited refer to the picture of a sign Kirstin posted below)

I ordered the oyster special and a "Down East Lobster Feast". The oysters where great (especially considering the price). The lobster feast was truly decadent. It came with a pound and a half lobster, four steamed clams, french fries and corn on the cob.

This was truly an orgy of sea-food, starch and melted butter.

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I skipped lunch because I wasn't feeling so good. I rallied for dinner, though, since we were meeting my friend Hilary in the West Village for seafood at Fish. It was totally worth it.

The sign that got us in the door:


The oysters themselves:


Lobster bisque: