On having my way with an $8 piece of fish [mahi mahi, to be specific]:
I didn’t know quite what to do with it, so I went to Epicurious and did a search. Nothing really appealed to me, so I did what I learned to do with halibut, back when it was cheap food in the early 1970s, but before I learned to use herbs and spices:
A milk bath, á là Cleopatra. Put the fish in a pan, cover it halfway with milk, and top that off with enough water to submerge the fillet. But before I did that, I sprinkled it with red pepper flakes, tossed in a cinnamon stick, and threw in more of my beloved Herbes de Provence. Bake at 350°F for about half an hour.
You really need that extra time to bring the liquid up to speed for poaching the fish. And the milky bath keeps it from drying out and tends to minimize the fishiness. [Although when LittleBit came home from visiting her dad and Fourthborn, she said “Eww!", right on cue.]
The result? Perfectly poached, impeccably seasoned fish; the last bite had a hint of anise from the Herbes de Provence, and every so often you crack open a bit of red pepper for a culinary high-note. You might have noticed that I use little or no salt in my recipes. My body is happier when I don’t. And Brother Sushi rarely has to reach for the salt shaker when he dines with us, so I must be doing something right.
The Stripedy Sock got a bit of a workout yesterday, maybe a dozen rows added overall. Other than that, not much knitting content but rather more reading than usual.
Tola commented yesterday: “don’t you love how we're studying BOM *and* Church History the same two years we are doing Joseph Smith? i rather like to think that was planned!”
You bet your sweet bippy it was planned! One of the benefits of the [Curriculum] Correlation Committee is how everything fits together so neatly. I think it is great to be able to attend church in my home ward one week and in a different ward halfway across the country when I'm on vacation the next, and to be within a week or two of where I would be in the lesson material at home [allowing for stake conferences, ward conferences, and the like, which sometimes throw a monkey wrench into the scheduling].
I also like that the brethren in each ward get the same lesson in their priesthood class that we get in Relief Society [only they don't have a tablecloth and an inspiring centerpiece to go with theirs, LOL.] The purpose? So that husbands and wives can discuss what they learned in class and benefit from one another’s insight and perspective when deciding how to implement the principles at home.
I wonder how often that happens in real life?
Happy Monday, everybody! My lunch, gym bag, knitting bag, and red tote are packed, and I am heading to the Y before work for another gentle ride on the recumbent bike. Tonight I will go to the Natatorium after work and try their water aerobics class. And then, if I still have enough strength to pick up my needles, there will be knitting until I cannot keep my eyes open One. Moment. Longer.
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!