Despite the fact you can see oyster shells in the mortar of our 200-year-old building, Alexandria’s oyster and fish trade, like tobacco, is indeed a thing of the past. You should read about the fish trade at the foot of Oronoco Street – the area that was once called Fish Town where both free and enslaved African Americans worked in a seasonal but thriving salted fish business.
But local history aside, a certain member of my family managed to survive pretty happily without a local source of superb seafood: the Resident Wine Maniac is somewhere south of neutral in his affection for marine life, and I’m high on the anxiety scale when it comes to cooking it. His mantra remains “Bring on the steak and chicken.”
Covid changed this dynamic, along with so much else. Soon after the lockdown went into effect, we succumbed to the
“We gave our orders to our designated buyer each week, and she called it in to Katy, who packed everything up for pickup from an Igloo cooler in the parking lot of Manolo & Sons,” she says. It was the best seafood ever, so word inevitably got around.”
That was the birth of MAS Seafood, the seafood store Alexandria had needed. It was a bold move for the Ribadullas, who knew lots about fish, but nothing about retail. The turning point came when redevelopment plans for their site in a mini-industrial park on North Richmond Highway got the green light, forcing them to relocate. The day came when they had to move on, and they turned again to word of mouth, asking around to see if anyone knew of a space they might occupy. An empty store on Pendleton street, happily, was just waiting to be spruced up to become MAS Seafood. It was zoned for retail, so with the same “let’s give it a try” approach, they went for it. They’ve moved slowly and steadily, transforming their restaurant clients into retail customers, and bringing along an expanding collection of eager individual buyers.
Having a store has given the couple a chance to create a small grocery selection stocked with items curated to reflect their commitment to local small businesses and to unusual and sustainable ingredients. On shelves are supplementary groceries — pastas, anchovies, spices, canned clams and broth among them — that can be combined with selections from their varied weekly menu of fresh and frozen seafood to create a complete dinner. We’ve had nothing but raves for their salmon,
First-time customers might notice one noteworthy omission — no cold case displaying MAS’s main attraction, its seafood. This is intentional. By keeping their fish under ice, and re-burying it many times a day, it stays at peak freshness, an effect amplified by their insistence upon fileting your fish as you order it. It means a short wait, but avoids the dry, dark edges so much pre-fileted fish suffers. Any wait is minimal, and growing ever-shorter, Katy promises. “Mike and Francisco, our main knife guys, are fast and getting faster. And I’m coming along!”
Victoria Sackett is a speechwriter and editor who uses cooking as an antidote to Washington, DC dysfunction. Nothing counteracts chaos like measuring out ingredients in tiny dishes, arranging them in proper order, blending them together, and watching magic happen. Namaste indeed!
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