Was it them, Yogi?
Back in the 50’s till the 70’s Dad worked at The Navy Gun Factory in D.C. While we lived across the river in Virginia. On his way to and from work he would pass the fishermen’s dock where in the evening they would sell their fresh catch. Sometimes on his way home he would pick up some headed shrimp come home make some cocktail sauce, boil the shrimp and that would be dinner. Inland restaurants just can’t match that.