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"In a city where every restaurant loves to brag about their “freshly sourced blah blah blah seafood,” excellent fried catfish comes straight out of a Beacon Hill mini-mart. And as you’re standing outside your car, tearing into the perfectly seasoned, flaky meat, there’s a good chance a complete stranger will walk up to you and reaffirm that exact fact. The other stuff here can be ignored—but no worries, because you and everyone else are here for the fish." - kayla sager riley, gabe guarente, aimee rizzo