Archive for April, 2012
I woke up this morning to the sounds of silence. There were some birds chirping loud enough that I thought they might be doing something more than singing. My dog was beating to go outside with an urgent “Thwack! Thwack!” on the patio door. But otherwise, my house was silent. No crying baby. No “Mommy, I need juice.” Just silence.
My husband had been kind enough to let me have a weekend with some girlfriends and I was hosting. It was a wonderful weekend. Girlfriend therapy is the best therapy that money can buy because not only do you get to get your nails done, shop, and eat out, but you get solace as you discover your girlfriends experience the same challenges and stress in their own lives. So as I climbed out of bed to let the dog do his business, I started thinking about what to feed my sisters on this beautiful morning before we returned to our daily routines. In my house (I have said this many times before) Food Is Love. It comes with thought, consideration, and quantity.
Today, I played an April Fool’s joke on myself. See, I hate fish. I’ve hated it for years. My dad used to grill grouper every summer and I suffered through each of those dinners, picking bones and making faces. So, it took a long time for Hubby to convince me to try ahi tuna, the trendy appetizer at almost every restaurant in the first decade of the millennium. Ok, yes, it was perfection on a plate. But I was holding my line in the sand, I hate fish. Then again, since my foray into the food blogging world, I have decided I need to be more adventurous and try things that I claim to hate.
On a whim, I bought tilapia filets. It’s presumably spring out, but in my sunny state of Florida, that means it’s summer. The thermometer reads 83, but I know its hotter. It is definitely grilling season. Grilled tilapia it is. I started making lemon butter based on this recipe I found via quick Google search. Minus the shallots and capers because I had neither on hand. Note to self, must remember to buy more capers, I love those little pebbles of briny goodness.
Hubby grilled the fish while I worked up herb risotto based on this recipe. I had to alter it a lot as I hate mushrooms. No, I’m not willing to give in to two of my stubborn beliefs in one day. The cup and a half of chicken broth was not near enough, so beware and have at least that much more on hand. Hubby grilled the last of our zucchini with olive oil, salt, and pepper.
Overall, great meal! Turns out I liked the fish! A lot! I promised we could have it once a week without complaints from me and I’m willing to try some other varieties. Lesson learned, keep trying the things you think you hate, because one day you just might fool yourself into liking them!