Mon mari is being brave.
We are expanding our fish repertoire…. as long as it doesn't have bones.
I get a long piece of cod 'back' that is without bones and perfect for grilling. Cut it in half for easier handling and serving.
Mon mari always tosses a few wet wood chips om the coals to add a bit of … Continue reading.....
I live with a conundrum… aka mon mari.
He maintains that he doesn't like fish.
He continually refers to Friday as 'Fish Hell Day'.
Yes, we eat fish on Friday.
No, it has nothing to do with our Catholic school upbringing.
It's because I like to cook fish on the day I buy it. I do the shopping once … Continue reading.....
The other night, after the giant spider incident, I dreamed one was chasing me around the house. Smart woman that I am, I ran outside, hoping to lead it out.
It stopped at the door.
And waved good bye.
I’ve seen one each evening since that night.
Mon mari has dutifully dispatched them.
Mon mari has asked me to, please, … Continue reading.....
