Yesterday I bought a fish that I thought hubby and I will like because it’s the most expensive fish in the grocery store where I went and the only one also that looks fresh. Growing up in the province, I can tell which fish is fresh or not. I just fry the fish with salt and pepper hoping that the result is great. Too bad, I didn’t like the taste. I am a fish eater but the one that I cook yesterday didn’t impress me at all. I mixed half of the fish into the vegetables so there’s some fish meat in the vegetables too. The smell is so strong that I hurriedly put an air freshener in the dining and bedroom so I can’t smell the fish anymore. But because I cooked a lot of the vegetables mix with fish yesterday, we had some left over for today. I planned to cook chicken marsala for dinner tonight but hubby prefers to finish the left over before it goes bad. When hubby heat the vegetables in the microwave, I smell the fish again. I almost throw up because of that but I didn’t tell hubby about it coz I’m sure that he’ll tease me knowing that I used to eat fish in the Philippines. Good thing that I still have a left over of my marinated milkfish. I just imagine that the fish I ate is fresh and taste the same like the one I had in the Philippines. Oh boy, I started to miss the fresh fish in the Philippines. I wanted to cook a fresh tulingan or galunggong season with salt then grill it. I’m sure the smell is sooo good and it’s very delicious. How I wish it’s in front of me now. Waaaaaaaaa
Saturday, February 16, 2008
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