It is 12:00 at night and my 10 year old just ran into the boat chanting “I caught us dinner…” So, like any good Mom I ran out to the dock and sure enough there is a snook. We were told earlier in the day that this is better than grouper and that if we are lucky enough to catch one we should for sure eat it. That is the problem. I am such a hypocrit…I love Coach leather purses and fine leather couches but the thought of killing this fish is more than I can handle. Currently, the “men” are out on the dock equipped with my good cooking knife and boos chopping block. I guess I need to be on allrecipes.com looking up recipes for this poor fish who was so unlucky as to be caught by us. Talk about a bad beat. That is the mother of them all for that fish.
Oh no…I just thought about this…Just today did I finally get the stink out of the freezer that had been in there for the last 3 months. Geeze.