YAY! Fish for dinner.
“Loulou, that is not YOUR fish, that’s OUR fish; your fish is in a packet and all chopped up nice with gravy and ready to eat. You don’t want to have to remove all the bones, do you? It took me finding a really nice waiter to teach me how to get the filets out of a bony fish, and you don’t have ANY bones in your pageot.”
Mama tells me that in English, that is a red sea bream, and it’s such a pretty fish, you sort of feel bad doing anything to it to change the color! But the chef around here did and I have to say, it does look a bit tastier than in its birthday suit.
Fish are funny. So many people grow up not eating fish, at least in the USA, but of course there are exceptions on both coasts because of the bounty of fish and shell fish, but in general, kids seem not to eat much fish unless given it at an early age. Mama is tickled pink as a pageot when her little grandanthros ask for a filet of something or other, nicely grilled, and then devour the whole thing (bones removed). Plus it’s so much healthier than red meats, but we have a little of that thrown in sometimes for The Man.
Mama says she could eat a whole brie or cheddar or any kind of cheese at all in place of meat, and does. Mama eats cheese for dessert when everyone else is having chocolate mousse or ice cream or pies and cakes. But a little cheese goes a long way…
Anyway, I don’t know how I got into all of this babbling, but that fish just looked so good I thought I’d do a little riff on it.
Even Mrs. Paul’s fish sticks can be pretty good sometimes, if that’s all there is.
Just be sure to throw some onto MY plate!
Now these are more my size!!!
Can you find the fake one? I hope so your your teeth are gonna know it!
Loulou, you lucky dawg – oops, CAT – I’ll bet if you scramble around in the trash can you can find some good stuff. That fish looks DEELISH!!!!! Yesterday, Mama found a recipe for caramelized sardines and I’m just waiting for a piece of THAT!! Then there’s the sardine pasta – coming up next week. But sardines from Picard. Darn. I like the smelly REAL ones.
That Fish Smiley-Scream photo is incredible. My smile differs (only do that when I’m REALLY happy) in that I scrunch up my dog-lips into a little wrinkly grimace and show my teeth. Scared the beejeezus outta yo momma last week when I was happy to see her and she thought I was going to bite her ankles. Guess we both have what they call a knock-out smile!!
Yes, we do but not like a FISH I hope. Wow, sardines caramelized! You have to get your mama to send that one to MY mama. Do they taste like Malt Paste? Oh, boy.
They should give you a bite. I never eat fish, only solid white albacore from a can ( and I always share with the kitties).
WOW, solid white albacore. HEY, MAMA, ELLEN GIVES HER KITTIES ALBACORE!!! When are you going shopping, mama?
What fun to know you enjoy fish. Jan wasn’t a big fish eater when she was younger but she sure did like a good piece of flounder, which she hasn’t even seen anywhere since she left the east coast. 🙁
Oh, mama dreams of flourder. They have it in Galveston and Houston or used to, but I think here there is turbot and that may be similar. Flat fish, quite large, lovely taste, as mama cooks it often and I love it, too.
You are so lucky! Fresh fish!
Well, the sea is just out the door, very close by and the there is a BIG seafood market in the next town that has lots of things.