So, another week has come and gone, the side of my index finger is still healing from shucking 18 oysters last week, but last week's shucking was not going to mean this week's shirking of fulfilling another personal challenge to make a food item of the team my Cleveland Brows are playing against... whew. How's that for a run-on sentence?
So up this week is... nobody. It's a bye week. For all I know my Browns are playing each other on Xbox.
So what do the people of Cleveland eat along with every other city, town, burg and lonely diner located along the shores of Lake Erie? Besides that? Fish Fry!
Any fish fry restaurant worth it's weight in fish scales along Lake Erie serves one of two fish, Lake Erie Perch or its bigger cousin the Yellow Pike. Also known as Walleye because the eyes turn white and glass over after being pulled from the water. And when a joint advertises a fish fry featuring Walleye, the fish come big, crowding the edge of the plate.
'nuff said. Fried Walleye, Muenster cheese macaroni and creamy cole slaw.