Fishy Fishy

Tonight, Jerry ate fish.

Specifically, “Fish in a Flash,” from SuperSuppers.

Helen, who used to SCREEEEEEEAM at me to give her more fish, even choked down a bite. Because I bribed her with a yeast roll. Alice liked it, of course, but Alice would eat cardboard so that’s really not all that unusual.

The fish was quite tasty, and amazingly fast — the name does not lie. It took me longer to set the table and make the salad than it did to cook the fish. That’s pretty damn cool.

If I could get Jerry to eat fish on a more regular basis (i.e. more than once every 37 years), I would be a happy girl. That was goooooooood.