Things I'll Miss About England, Part I: The Fishmonger
I love Kenilworth's Thursday market. Some weeks, when we're too lazy to cook, we buy pies from the pieman—pork pies, rabbit pies, game pies (pheasant and wild boar), pigeon pies, and chicken-bacon-stilton pies (and, of course, a vegetarian pie for Peter). Usually, though, we buy fish from the fishmonger. I've bought Conwy mussels at the market, and scallops, and clams, and silver dourade, and sea bass, and halibut, and salmon. Today, there were fresh "new season" winkles, but I went for a quintessentially English fish: south coast John Dory. I pan-fried the fish fillets, and served it with blanched samphire, or sea asparagus (tossed with olive oil and fresh lemon juice), and garlic-parmesan mashed potatoes. All washed down with a good 2005 vouvray. I will definitely miss the fishmonger when we return to Minnesota.
I love Kenilworth's Thursday market. Some weeks, when we're too lazy to cook, we buy pies from the pieman—pork pies, rabbit pies, game pies (pheasant and wild boar), pigeon pies, and chicken-bacon-stilton pies (and, of course, a vegetarian pie for Peter). Usually, though, we buy fish from the fishmonger. I've bought Conwy mussels at the market, and scallops, and clams, and silver dourade, and sea bass, and halibut, and salmon. Today, there were fresh "new season" winkles, but I went for a quintessentially English fish: south coast John Dory. I pan-fried the fish fillets, and served it with blanched samphire, or sea asparagus (tossed with olive oil and fresh lemon juice), and garlic-parmesan mashed potatoes. All washed down with a good 2005 vouvray. I will definitely miss the fishmonger when we return to Minnesota.
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