The Flying Fish
105 South Second Street
Memphis, TN 38103
Holy mackerel! Talk about an accidental find! As we were searching for somewhere to get lunch, David saw the Flying Fish down an alley and said “I think I found the spot.” Neither of us had a clue how right he was!
The only parking we could find was $7.00 for two hours, so we decided that David would stay with the car whilst I went to investigate the restaurant. The line was out the door, jammed with Coast Guard guys, suits and ties and a huge variety of clientele. Obviously, this was the place. I called David and said “pay the parking!” The majority of the time we were there, the line continued to be out the door, and as we left, three big black SUVs pulled up and a bunch of SWAT guys leisurely headed into the Flying Fish for lunch.
Inside, every inch of the walls was covered with fishing paraphernalia, and photos of customers with their catches. We finally made it to the front of the line and it was time to order at the counter. I figured I’d keep it colloquial, so I ordered the 4 shrimp and 1 catfish combo. David went for the Oyster PoBoy. David knows his oysters, and I know my fried food…and this stuff was just unbelievably good! I’m not a big catfish fan, growing up in New England with cod, haddock and other white fish. But I have to say the catfish was perfect, as were the shrimp. The hush puppies were small but so good – cooked to perfection with chunks of sweet corn and onions. The PoBoy was an ideal combination of flavors. My basket came with a huge salad which was fresh and tasty, to boot!
Our favorite part of the experience came when someone would order their meal and say “Make it snappy.” The order-taker would repeat that, and then the entire kitchen staff would yell in unison “SNAPPY!”
The meal came to $20.00 including one drink. The memory is priceless.