10/09/2026
Field Notes from Island View Lodge
(Piers come out Sunday 9AM, join us! Please.)
October 9
The Blessed Extinction of Friday Fish Fry: Tonight marks the final Fish Fry of the 2026 season. Subjects are invited to descend upon da Lodge from 4:00PM to 8:00 PM to eat anything and everything. All species of fish, chicken and shrimp remain, though not in quantities Management feels comfortable promoting as “All You Can Eat” without the lingering fear of someone going out of their way to prove this statement false. Oh well.
The Boofay will boast some unique changes this evening, such as baked potatoes in place of traditionally deep-fried potato batons. Perhaps an empty metal trough once the potato pancakes run dry. Buns? Ample amounts. Are you keto? Tito’s and water.
Termination of Weekly Resource Anxiety: For the past five months, Management has devoted a massive amount of time every single week to calculating quantities, ordering supplies, travelling to Walmart for odds and ends that were not delivered, preparing food, having Julie waitress, cooking and cleaning up, all while attempting the Sisyphean task of predicting the appetites of a population who may or may not materialize. Some Fridays, preparations were made for a small army only to discover that the small army had eaten in town. Nevertheless, Management continued to maintain the full spread, week after week, just in case. That ends tonight. We got what we got, Julie has been laid off and for the first time since May, running out of food will not be considered a travesty.
[Management wishes to acknowledge our traysured Fish Fry regulars, whose unwavering loyalty is largely responsible for the continued existence of an operation Management would otherwise have terminated years ago. Your patronage means everything to us and is the reason we continue to sentence ourselves to this weekly suffering].
Clearance pricing will be in effect. Supplies will, lord willing, dwindle to crippling amounts. No offense, but we are hoping that those who arrive late are forced to starve. We realize this is a unique if idiotic way to operate a restaurant, but everyone has their own spin on things.
Recognition of an Exceptionally Productive Civilian: Management (and all Boofayites) wish to extend their sincere appreciation to Louise, who has faithfully prepared and delivered homemade desserts every single Friday for the past three (3) years without fail. The one week she was out of town she made them ahead of time and made her husband Dave drop them off. She grows many of her own ingredients, never repeats a recipe, and has somehow maintained this extraordinary level of productivity all in exchange for the occasional cod. She is a one-woman agricultural and culinary institution, and we are incredibly fortunate to have her. Thank you, Louise! Although it is mildly insulting to da cook that the desserts are the most complimented feature of the Boofay, drowning my own sorrows in rhubarb pie is ok by me.