The Evolution of A Fish Sandwich
First, I have a confession to make. When Jeremy and I were first together I would get these late-night (and a little tipsy) cravings for a McDonald's Filet 'o Fish sandwich. And I would give in to these cravings on an almost weekly basis. The McD's fish sandwich was always luke warm, at best, and the little square of cheese on it was always a little waxy and dried out. I'm going to assume this is because NOBODY but me ever orders a filet o' fish and it lives under heat lamps for a better part of the day. I always felt a little gross but secretly satisfied after eating one. That's how much I love me a fish sandwich.
Since turning to whole and local foods, I can say, with confidence, that I have not given in to one of these cravings and never will again. Ever. No, really. (But no judgment to those who do!) Especially after Friday evening when Jeremy requested a fish sandwich for dinner.
I was happy to oblige this special request using homemade bread, homemade mayo (with dill mixed in) and bass caught by my dad - pan-fried in a beer batter (equal parts Abita Wheat and unbleached all purpose flour). And it was delicious.
I can safely say that I don't miss the McDonald's version anymore. Really.
I NEED THIS.
yum yum YUM! maybe you should consider opening a little cafe where we can all come and eat your delicious food! :)
Lent season is the only time I slither over to McDonald's for the fish sandwich. :(
I'm so glad I'm not the only one! Every two years like clockwork I suddenly MUST have a filet-o-fish. Last time it happened my co-workers tried really hard to talk me out of it, but nothing could be done. And now you have planted the seed in my head that I need one. Maybe I can stop by a fish market instead!
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