Fish and chips sounds ok to me.
A couple of years ago, I was at a Halloween party in Lost Penninsula Marina. This lady had perch that they had caught that weekend. She kept doing waves of batter and fry on a big propane flyer outside on a strip of grass, and then walk the pan down the line of docks. Hot. Just caught. Just fried. Omygod. I need to see if they are having that party this year.
But then there is the algae.