Lambertville, New Jersey on Sunday, April 29, 2012. The second
day of 2012 Shad Fest. I'm sure the vast majority of visitors today
had no intention of having shad, but the writer had only one thing on
his mind. And it turned out to be more difficult to get some than he
had anticipated. Go figure.
I didn't pry for an answer, but apparently the shad harvest sucked
this year. So all of my visions of shad corn dogs and shad and chips
and shad sushi and shad pad thai and shad wellington and shad pho
and shad ceviche were all dashed in an instant. We locked our bikes
to a wrought iron fence and took off to find some good eats, despite
the bad news about the shad shortage.
There were multitudes of local merchants, and one of the only tables
to really catch my eye was Mamoucha Soaps. There's something
about showering with handmade soap. I'm partial to the citrus
scented soaps and I took home 3 different bars. Say what you
want, but when I smell good, I feel good.
So I thought the shad tacos would be a slam-dunk. They weren't.
They could have been a little more creative than broiled
shad (if that's what the fish actually was-I'm thinking due to the
shortage they subbed tilapia after they 86'd shad) and cabbage
with vinegar on it. On a blue corn tortilla (ooh ahh). Exotic.
Hook line and sinker and I had two for ten bucks. Douche.
We shoulda taken a ride on the steam ferry 'Splash'. If it cost 4
tacos it would still have been worth it.
On the way back to the bikes, I noticed this little market featuring
a few shad dishes, though the one I'd have gone with, Shad Po' Boy,
was sold out. With a Post-It exclamation mark. Beer-battered fish
on a roll with lettuce, tomato, and mayo. Who knew it would
be so popular. I knew we should have gotten there earlier.