Fish was served in our house every Friday night, and it was the sacred rule for every good Catholic mother to serve fish to her children.(Yuk!) Serving fish was considered a sacrifice and so every Friday, fish was served.
When I was a child I hated fish. I hated the smell, the look and the taste. But Mama made us eat fish and it was a sacrifice."Offer it up to God," she would say as the five of us looked at our plates in disgust."What ?you're not going to eat your fish, well no desert then."
We learned to eat fish, and today I love fish and have for many years.
So here are some simple fish receipes we will explore in the next week. By the way, I don't recommend serving fish to children unless they like it.
Baked Haddock
Salmon with Dijon and Almonds
Fish Chowder
Broiled Swordfish
Cedar Flank Salmon
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