Many years ago, over the vocal objections of just my mom, I made the very difficult decision to not pursue her dream of my becoming a male model.  Yes.  I did not.  I, instead, became a model meat guy. Why?  Because if you want to be a model meat guy who demands only the freshest fish possible, something’s got to give.  For me, it was beauty sleep.

This is why today you can find me, Bryan — not sleeping — but loitering down on the docks every morning at 6:00 AM, taking my familiar position as first in line, waiting for the fisherman (who, incidentally, are as hard on the eye as I am at that hour) to unload the consensus top picks of the morning’s ocean-fresh catch on me — Bryan, the non-male model. 

Giving up sleep and a long and prosperous career as a male model is evidence of my sacrifice for, and commitment to, you.  And that commitment is to provide you with only the finest, freshest, most succulent selection of line-caught fish available anywhere.

Something else you might like to know is that our selection of fresh fish is constantly changing, depending of course on which fish happen to be swimming (and then not swimming) that particular day.

Plus, all my fish are shipped in this really snug, high-tech engineered aluminum packaging that is then enveloped in what amounts to a glacier of frosty cold ice packs so by the time it gets to you, it's still fresh as a daisy.