Post by Cindy Hamilton Post by jmcquown
A pan-fried catfish fillet, dredged in very fine cornmeal-based spicy
fish-fry coating. I haven't eaten catfish in a long time.
I bought some frozen waffle-fries. And frozen hush puppies. The
potatoes and frozen hush puppies cook up nice and crisp in the oven
(tender inside) without having to deal with deep frying or a lot of oil.
It was nice at lunchtime (20 F, calm, sunny), so I grilled a bunch of
skinless, boneless chicken breast. It'll be some of that for dinner; I
haven't quite decided what I'll do with it. I'm sure a salad will be involved
Lunch was a couple of sliders. I hadn't had meat in almost a week, and
I was craving some beef.
It's funny. When I was a teenager, a White Castle employee
could be fired for using the word, "slider." From what I had
always heard, the word was a pejorative, suggesting that
the burgers slid through the digestive tract quickly and
unpleasantly. WCs were also called Belly Bombers. In the
1980s, WC started embracing the sliders thing, and now
folks call small burgers, sliders.