This year, I'm hosting Christmas Eve. That's right - the Feast of Seven Fishes is finally all mine. Mmmwwhhhaaaa! After thirty-three years of eating fried smelts and re-stuffed clam shells (please don't ask, it's too horrid to write about), I'm taking the shark by the tail and giving a gastronomic facelift to the holy night of pescatarian horrors.
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