Thursday, October 9, 2008

Brains, guts, and eggs.

A jiggly brain! Ha ha ha ha ha! A wonderful dessert after a dinner of baked fish. I have absolutely no experience cleaning fish. I've been fishing once when I was 6. I never did the cleaning. Fathers you teach your daughters how to clean fish even if they don't go fishing. You never know when they'll move off to a country where they sell fresh fish at the supermarkets at such a low price you just can't pass by. Anyway, it took me 2 hours to clean four normal sized trout. I almost vomited once. I made plenty of grunting noises while trying to cut off the tails with my dull knife. One of the fish was a mommy. I got to see the eggs. I almost cried.

The eggs are that corn cob looking thing.


So anyway, I couldn't pass up the four trout for 5.87. In dollars that would be about 4.50. Actually, I don't really know if that's a good deal in the states. I've never really purchased any other fish besides fish sticks and those frozen salmon fillets they sell at Costco. My oldest son loves fish. Absolutely loves it! He used to like beef well enough but now I haven't seen him devour anything beefy besides the IKEA meatballs. Whenever we go there to eat he always ends up eating at least 10 meatballs. But now there's fish. I don't know why it gives me such satisfaction to see my children wolf down good food.
Next week when I'll attempt the fish thing again, I'll get some instruction. Then it won't take me 2 hours. I'm hoping maybe 30 minutes tops.

9 comments:

Tara said...

You are much braver than I am. I think I just threw up a little in my mouth just looking at that picture. I just plug my nose, close my eyes, and walk by all of the seafood. Perhaps one day...

Cameron said...

This is Cameron don't pay Tara any mind she likes fish deep down inside I just need to force feed her and then she will remember her love for fish.

Code Yellow Mom said...

Ha! Just the other day at the market my boys were enthralled with the live fish tank. It was like a trip to the grocery store and a trip to the aquarium all in one! I'm not brave enough to buy the live fish, though. And not brave enough to eat the ones that they've killed and gutted and skinned for me. So my oldest boy is sad that we won't have fish for a while. (He loves it, too! Are you sure we aren't living parallel lives?)

Code Yellow Mom said...

Sigh. Ikea meatballs.


Big, long sigh.

Aimee said...

Once you figure out how to clean the fish, will you teach me? Hey...Enrichment Meeting idea!!!

Aimee said...

Oh, and you and Code Yellow Mom really need to meet. You are leading parallel lives.

Cheri said...

Hey, I have never cleaned a fish but I remember my dad hanging the fish by the head on some nail in the garage and made a tiny slit to grab onto by the neck and ripped downward like you are unzipping the fish belly. From there you get all the guts out and stuff. I have never done it but that's what other people do. So take down that pretty picture and put good old fishy there and degut him!!! :) I wish I was a fly on the wall at your house!!! Can I live with you? It would be so much fun!! What an adventure! You are a brave brave woman! Love ya and miss ya!!!

Hillary said...

I don't even know how to cook fish when they're already gutted! I have a lot of learning to do. Good luck with your next fish!

Lisa said...

Wow - you go girl! I can guarantee you that I would not only have NO clue where to even start. Once you figure it out, post a tutorial :)