Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Saturday, 22 April 2017
This may be a sign of middle age, or at least maturity: my idea of a great meal for a very special occasion is not some meaty dish, but fish. To me more precise, in this instance, monkfish. Also known as fishing-frog, frog-fish or devil-fish, because it is that ugly when in the ocean. Alive, it is like a sea monster really. But as food, it is oh so good! So like last year, this is monkfish I had to celebrate my birthday, in the same local restaurant, the very same recipe in fact, with pine nuts, capers and olives. Olives and capers, and a fish that nearly has no bones to speak of, this dish was made for me. I am really developing a taste for monkfish. Even though I eat it very rarely.