Wandering around on Saturday, Daniel and I found ourselves having lunch in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn. This visit brought back some memories for me. My father loved deep-sea fishing, and would occasionally come down to Sheepshead Bay with friends to go out on a party boat and fish for blue fish. I know how much he loved it, but I really hated when he had a successful trip. We would be eating blue fish for months after, not exactly my favorite meal.