Look first off, you have to wait in line. That forces you to stand around and have a ice cold beer or two with complete, usually cheerful bar patrons. More times then often these people are average working class folks, so not much Political conversations. They actually talk about work, family, sports and the fish they are about to receive.
Then when you finally get seated, either a happy go lucky waitress (older lady) comes to your table or some cheery young person. I mean before you can even pretend to look at the menu. Now you know you want the fish - but its sort of fun to pretend, just for a moment - maybe you don't.
Then before you can even get another cold beer - did I mention the ice cold beer - well theres this huge plate covered - over flowing with this large portion of fish. Everything you need - even extra lemon has been thought of or offered - politely - and with a sincere smile.
So, please don't go there - If you do the line will grow and I'll be at my three beer limit before I get to eat.
None better in this area
As far as Franks on Broadway - well if you like it there thats fine - good beef - just beware of your conversations.