18/06/2026
Fresh catch, as it should be understood here, begins long before it reaches the table. It is the early rhythm of the sea - the quiet work of boats returning before the light has fully settled, nets carrying what the water has decided to give, not what has been demanded from it.
Each fish arrives with its own trace of the day: temperature, depth, current, instinct.
What matters here is clarity: the skin crisped where it should be, the flesh still yielding, the salt of the sea carried through rather than added after.
Olive oil, lemon, herbs - used sparingly, always in support, never in command.