I’m over the moon to be writing about The Daily Catch because, wouldn’t you know it, it’s my favorite restaurant in Boston! It took all of three years to find a favorite, but better late than never. The best part is we met The Daily Catch by chance. It makes sense though, I feel like that’s when the truly amazing, inspiring life stuff really happens.
My parents and I took the Amtrak at from Penn Station NY to South Station Boston and arrived at 11am with some time to kill. Giacomo’s Restaurant in the North End on Hanover Street was close to us and strongly recommended (with warnings of a long wait and a promise that it was all worth it). So we got in our rental car and tried to maneuver through the impossibly confusing one way streets of Boston in search of warm pasta. (Nothing about driving in Boston makes sense!) After a ton of wrong turns and misread parking signs we found ourselves infront of Giacomo’s. It was closed.
With huge disappointment and headache inducing hunger, we kept walking down Hanover Street. Not one restaurant seemed like it would deliver what was assured from Giacomo’s, so we kept walking until we peered through the windows of The Daily Catch.
There was only one table open in the small, cozy restaurant occupied by only 3 staff and no more than 20 customers. The all consuming smell as you open the door to enter confirms the fact their speciality is Calamari, the green awing only reinforces it.
There were no menus, only a large chalkboard detailing their offerings. Even with all the mouth watering options, it took me about 5 seconds to decide on the Putanesca; pureed olive, anchovy butter, sautéed with mushrooms, onion and peppers, with homemade black pasta. I’ve had black pasta before, but this dish was different than anything I’ve ever tasted. It was strong, creamy and full of flavors, yet still light with a olive accented aroma.
We also tried the fried calamari and the meatball calamari for appetizers. The fried calamari was as delicious as I hoped and though it would be. The meatball calamari is a different story though. It’s not for everyone (dad), but if you like it you won’t be able to get enough (mom and I).
A word to the wise and thrifty: Don’t be fooled by the super cool way your meal will served if your order the entree portion. Just because it comes in a pan doesn’t mean you’ll be able to gather enough energy and enthusiasm to finish it, especially if you also order appetizers.
This is the type of place that invites conversation. As we were walking out, the party of four taking out table asked what we had and how it was. We raved, and sang, and recommended, and laughed, and said our goodbyes. I just wanted to keep telling people about it.
I can’t imagine how packed the place must get for dinner on the weekends, but I can imagine myself waiting in line with a cold hot chocolate in hand regardless of the wait time.