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Holy mackerel
Jan. 28th, 2019 09:34 pmI just cleaned, gutted, and baked three small mackerel on a bed of new potatoes, for no good reason other than I had them and felt like it.
Cooking was such a chore when I grew up - we hardly ever cooked fresh veggies and foods, and I never felt like I knew what I was doing.
It's been a long slow slog, acquiring the skill and experience and tools and ingredients, to get to the point where it's just easy. Where I could go to the store, grab some fish that haven't been filleted and chopped into bits, and just... bake them. Because I felt like it. And then have dinner and lunches for a couple of days, without it being a big deal.
Cooking was such a chore when I grew up - we hardly ever cooked fresh veggies and foods, and I never felt like I knew what I was doing.
It's been a long slow slog, acquiring the skill and experience and tools and ingredients, to get to the point where it's just easy. Where I could go to the store, grab some fish that haven't been filleted and chopped into bits, and just... bake them. Because I felt like it. And then have dinner and lunches for a couple of days, without it being a big deal.
