Our story

Two families. One very good tin business.

Tinned Fish Club started in a Boston apartment in 2020. Today a husband-and-wife team runs it from Philadelphia. The club is the same: three tins from around the world every month, and a card that tells you what to do with them.

Boston, 2020→Philadelphia, 2026
A Tinned Fish Club box surrounded by tins
a very good month
Hundreds of teal boxes stacked in a wood-panelled basement
packing day
2020
Chapter 1 · How it started

It started at a wine bar.

In 2020, Nick Pontacoloni kept seeing tinned fish on wine bar menus around Boston. He had grown up on canned tuna and not much else. His wife Anastasia had grown up in Ukraine, where a good tin was nothing unusual. It showed up on the holiday table.

So they went looking. They found Portuguese sardines, Japanese mackerel, and Baltic sprats in the specialty European and Asian groceries around Boston, where few Americans ever shopped. Every tin had a cannery behind it, a coastline, and often a hundred years of history. Nick kept asking the same question: how does nobody here know about this?

In August 2020 they launched a simple website as a side project. Orders came in right away.

Nick and Anastasia with family, their dog and a wall of boxes
Nick & Anastasia, early days
2020to 2025
Chapter 2 · The basement years

Packed by hand, one box at a time.

At first they bought specialty store shelves nearly empty. Then they drove to Fall River, where one of the country’s largest Portuguese grocery distributors agreed to back two people with a sardine habit. The club became that distributor’s biggest tinned fish customer.

Boxes were packed in the apartment, then in Anastasia’s mother’s basement. At the peak, more than 1,500 boxes a month were packed and taped there by hand. In early 2025 the club finally moved into a proper warehouse.

Stacks of teal Tinned Fish Club boxes in a basement
a month of boxes, give or take
Full USPS mail sacks lined up in a garage
bagged up, waiting for pickup
A mail carrier loading sacks of boxes into a USPS truck
and off they go
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Chapter 3 · The holiday table

Where we come from, tins are a treat.

In much of Eastern Europe, a tin of sprats on dark bread belongs on the celebration table. Anastasia grew up with that. So did Vicky, whose family comes from Eastern Europe. Both women brought something to this club that most American food brands lack: tinned fish is special, not a pantry backup.

We kept that idea.

Fifteen colourful tins from Latvia, Portugal, Japan, Spain and beyond laid out on a woven mat
a proper holiday spread
2026
Chapter 4 · Passing the tin opener

New hands, same club.

In August 2026, Nick and Anastasia handed the club to us, Dave and Vicky.

Nick beside a stack of shipping cartons
Nick, 2020–2026
Dave & Vicky, 2026–

Dave

Dave has spent his career helping small online businesses grow. At Tinned Fish Club, he handles the site, the members, and anything that needs building. He’s also the one eating the leftover tins at midnight.

Vicky

Vicky curates the box. Every week she goes through supplier lists of hundreds of tins, picks the contenders, and runs taste tests with friends and family before anything is shipped to you. She also writes the recipe cards.

Dozens of tins laid out on a kitchen counter for a taste test
taste test no. 400-something

We’re raising three kids in Philadelphia, and yes, they have opinions about sardines.

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Chapter 6 · What’s next

What we’re working on.

01Stories from the sourceShort videos and notes from the canneries and fishermen behind your tins.
02Tastings around the tableWe’re starting with members at our home in Philly.
03More of what you vote forYour ratings now shape future boxes.
04The same promiseThree tins, a snack or condiment to go with them, something to eat them with, and a card with the recipes. Every month.
Since 2020
50,000+boxes shipped
204different tins
All 50states
493reviews

Pull up a chair.

We’re a small family business, and we read every email. Write to us at hello@tinnedfishclub.com. We’d love to hear what you’re eating.

Dave & Vicky