I don’t often write about food (at least I don’t think I do) mainly because I don’t like to eat out. Yesterday on my way home from the hairdresser I stopped at Whole Foods to see if they had sole fillets. Well they did, but not the Dover sole I’m used to seeing there, usually very thin fillets. This was a sole caught in Canada, and is normally well over $17/pound. It was on sale, so I told the clerk I would like three filets – the fairly small ones. I was shocked when he weighed them and said they were just a little over a pound – it came to over $13, but I wanted it so I bought it!
Being thicker they are much easier to fry as they don’t fall apart. I fixed two of the smaller ones for dinner last night, and had the big daddy tonight. They were divine – and absolutely no fishy small. I love how they are so quick and easy to cook. But I felt really bad that they were trawled – there is so much waste when a trawler hauls up the nets, and I usually boycott it. But I’ll have to say this was some of the best fish I’ve ever eaten.
I bought some baby spinach leaves in the salad section, and just barely wilted them, and had a small baked potato loaded with cheddar, butter, salt & pepper. I’m a happy woman right now – the wonderful dinner plus a glass of Gewurzstraminer wine – was just what I needed.
Tomorrow I’m going to cook chicken tenderloin with some fresh green beans. I guess I should try eating beef since I’m iron deficient, but I really prefer chicken and fish. Plus the cost of beef is outrageous considering it isn’t my favorite meat.
I scraped the leavings from the skillet and let Lady lick the plate clean. For so little in the plate, a few crispies, a few shreds of cheddar, and the juice from the spinach kept her working a long time. I could put the plate back without washing it, but I loaded it in the dishwasher anyway. She almost never gets to clean plates or eat leftovers, so she’s in 7th heaven.
I think February is going to move pretty quickly up to the 15th, and I’ll be glad about that. This weekend my son (Steve), d-i-l, and grandson will be moving to Monterey. I am saddened by the move, but happy for them. It will be a great opportunity job-wise, and they have a beautiful place to live. I brought the packet of info on the camper back with me when I visited Lance in the storage lot a few days ago. Who knows, I may have to load the damn thing myself! I’d better read up on it.