Foodie Lou Groccia caters to his fish gene on Cape Cod


Published: 9/26/2018 11:19:23 AM

Being Italian, my body has the Feast of the Seven Fishes gene.

I have written about this Christmas tradition in these hallowed pages and I feel it is my duty to tell you about a recent, two-day Feast of the Seven Fishes I took part in.

My wife and I were in Wellfleet recently with another couple for a little rest and relaxation. This quiet Cape Cod community teems with ocean life. Some of which invariably ends up on one’s dinner plate. (No shark jokes, please)

For example: In the span of two days last week, we had the following to eat:

Raw oysters (shucked ourselves, of course)

Raw littleneck clams (see parenthesis above)

Smoked salmon

Steamers (steamed ourselves, of course)

Smoked bluefish

Seafood paella (shrimp, littlenecks and squid) (made ourselves, of course)

As anyone with basic arithmetic skills can attest, this actually adds up to eight feasts.

Which helps explain why I am feeling so much more religious these seaside days.

Now I can’t wait for Christmas to celebrate the Feast of the Seven Fishes yet again.


It’s either feast or fishes. Seven fish or eight feasts containing seven fishes? But I count six feasts containing seven fishes. So somebody got this mixed up.


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