If like me, you love good fish and baseball anytime, not just during the respective Lenten or baseball seasons, the first can be enjoyed by the Portage Lakes, the other cheered on by the Great Lakes.
On Turkeyfoot Lake there’s a new kid on the block. Well, the kid isn’t new. It’s been around for quite a while. It is customers like me who’re rather new. I’ve eaten their fish during Lent and loved it. I just didn’t realize they serve fish year round. Last Friday I discovered differently.
Howie’s on the Lake, a self described, "Classy Establishment since 1953," serves some of the best tasting cod I’ve eaten. Moist and tender, they’re wide, thick fillets, lightly breaded and deep fried to a golden perfection. But it gets better.
Tuesdays, Eric and Claudia Griffin, owners of Howie’s, feature $2 tacos. They include a variety of eight, including steak. Served on a soft shell with lettuce, tomato, sour cream and all the trimmings, since discovering this culinary gem it’s become a Tuesday mainstay. With a side orders of deep fried mushrooms or fresh cut fries (at extra cost), they’re delicious and satisfying.
If you enjoy tacos or fish, especially the mild tasting, flaky, white meat cod, treat yourself to some of the best at Howie’s. In warm weather, sit out by Turkeyfoot Lake and enjoy a tasty meal. Picnic tables are available. Or order it to go. You just may thank yourself.
By Lake Erie, new sports heroes have replaced the Cavs. The streak by the Tribe may’ve ended, but those watching last week’s first game between the Indians and Royals, who still believe the Rocky Colavito trade from the frontier days of the past century cast a spell on the Tribe, thus creating a team perpetually doomed to failure, must either be a perpetual pessimist or sleeper.
Talk about a game! Brian Sipe and his 1980 Kardiac Kids were novices compared to these guys. I suspect the wife was ready to call the paramedics and have them stand by with cardio/pulmonary resuscitation equipment for the dog and me.
I’m fortunate that my pacemaker never failed during that ninth inning test when Francisco Lindor worked the count to the final strike before sending a one on, two out double, deep into left field against the homerun porch wall to tie the score. It sent the game into extra innings and gave his teammates yet another chance to claim an historic streak.
When Jay Bruce sent a tenth inning double deep to right field, scoring Jose Ramirez who occupied second, I cheered and screamed. The hound barked even louder (perhaps at me screaming) and fearing complaints, the wife tried shushing us both. Making history, it set an American League record of 22 straight wins without a tie. Their only obstacle then was a Major League record of 26 consecutive wins set by the National League’s 1916 New York Giants, even though Tribe fanatics claim it’s marred by a tie halfway through.
And what a classy gesture on behalf of both fans and Indians. When the Royals ended it the next evening, the fans, each and everyone of them who sold out the stadium, gave their beloved Tribe a Standing O. And the team, in turn, poured out of the bullpen and dugout, lined up along the first base side, stood and faced the fans and thanked them by returning that very SO. Who could’ve asked for anything more?
In past columns I’ve often joked about how the Tribe manages to do the opposite of whatever I predict, almost casting me as the one who puts spells on them. But in all seriousness, with their historic win streak over, I’ll still stick my neck out and predict that in the playoffs these Cleveland Indians will be a force to be reckoned with.
Now that’s a relatively safe prediction.
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