I love Friday’s.
When I think of Friday, first thing that pops in my head is fishcakes and beans.
As a kid growing up on ninth avenue mom always made them. Some of my friends would go to Joe’s for two slices and a coke. Mom’s Pizza was another popular spot for Friday night dinner.
I recall parents buying a pie and taking it home to feed their families.
Us, no such luck.
Mom would walk up the avenue to Henry’s deli on Prospect and Ninth to get six fishcakes. The beans were bought from Key Food (or Associated) in a can.
She would return shortly, somewhere around five-thirty. What was it about having dinner at that time? Just the other night my wife and I had dinner at eleven…at night!
Does anyone sit down to eat as a family anymore? At five-thirty?
Fishcakes, wonder if Henry’s still makes them.