Sunday, March 29, 2009
Or should I say fishy washy? You dont have to hold me down and tickle me to get me to eat fish I do it willingly, in fact I think fish is so good I make others eat it too. Chinatown is a fountain of plenty when it comes to seafood selection, you can look back when I talk about Tan My My and see for yourself. I do know a lot of the different kinds of fish but I definitely dont know all of them yet that wont stop me from buying it, in fact some are so 'out there' that I cant even find them in my reference materials, these I just chalk up to 'some kind of mullet'.
A lot of people like eating breakfast for dinner - I will do that on rare occasions and I mean super rare. I cant imagine eating pancakes or french toast at eight o,clock at night and then not wanting to go run a mile. I havent been out late drinking in 10 years so the late night breakfast binge isnt in my schedule either. What is in my schedule is having dinner for breakfast and one of my favorites is catfish and grits. While catfish and grits is a breakfast offering it is not that common.
What it boils down to really is a carnivorious excuse to eat greens. I love greens of any kind and when I picked up these mystery greens in chinatown I thought the vendor was going to hug me. I grabbed a leaf, tasted it and said give me a pound, she glowed, I grabbed a different leaf from a different green and she started bubbling over telling me that I picked the two best ones. She was right, they were good.
One I can tell is in the Amaranth family and the other one looked Arugula like but it wasnt - mystery greens - chinatown -oh well.
The Permit fish and the 'mullet' in the first photo will be in future posts - its a fishy few days. The dozen oysters were gulped before I had a chance to figure out I had gulped them, (they were the chefs treat, what can I say a cooks gotta eat too ya know)
Posted by christo AKA doggybloggy at 3:56 PM