Well, it turns out I should have asked before I began pan frying the salmon my youngest son brought home after a day of deep-sea fishing. It was destined to be turned into some kind of curry...
Apparently, it's too 'fishy' tasting for frying.
I thought it tasted quite delicious and as I absolutely hate frying anything was waiting for the brownie points, but instead got only complaints. So, guess what? My men-folk will wait forever for anything else to be fried for them. Those that are still resident in this nest, that is. The others are exempt. My dad would have loved a piece. Well, that's what he says on the telephone anyway. Probably would have complained like all the rest of them did.
It's hard not to take this issue personally...
April Blackbird
07 December 2009
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Ungrateful Wretches! They should do it themselves next time!
Arabella
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