I fried up six small fillets a la Mueniere, using a stick of butter in all, and they were just perfect.
I was so tired, as I often am and especially on Mondays, that I just didn't get up out of my chair to make a vegetable dish.
I did reheat Sunday's Matzoh Ball soup about a hour later, and it was a fine second course for Jim and me. Of course, I was knocked out by all that richness. I call it an acceptable trade-off.
I have one large and one small fillets still in the fridge, and thawed, of course. I'd better come up with a good use for them.
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