With only mullet and croakers in sight and no Pizza on the horizon, Howie was thinking that once again there was something fishy going on with the caterers . . .
Gilbert's home delivery start-up seafood business was working well but was much easier with a high tide, and sadly, high tide and the dinner rush didn't always coincide . . .
David thought that fishing was a lot like politics. You had to catch a break to catch anything, work like crazy to get it to the boat, and not know what you got until you were done . . .