Sunday lunch was the other portion of burnt Haddock. It tasted the same, it probably did me good, but it left the same fragrance throughout the building. I took the usual precautions, cleaned appropriately, opened windows, but today once again I walked into a thick vapour of fish.
I cleaned the place again, I even cleaned the oven, and it is nowhere near March, I scrubbed and left windows open, and thoroughly cleaned away the smell. However after a walk in the rain, where I was reminded about the holes in the soles, I returned to the stench of Tench, well Haddock. Even the Kippers I once, and only once, bought, did not whiff like these. So I sit here, windows and doors ajar, the cold wind bringing the rain inside to get warm, while my only source of heat comes from the curried mince I am making for lunch. Now that is one aroma I can suffer happily!
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5 comments:
How fresh was that haddock you bought? Or perhaps I should ask how long in the tooth was it?
The smell of fresh fish shouldn't linger around that long. I'd be looking a little suspiciously at my fishmonger! There's something fishing going on there!
Packet fish? No wonder you had problems.
We always light a scented candle when cooking fish, for the very reason you wrote about. It works for us.
The lovely smell of fish, only to be bettered by the smell of some mature blue cheese. Just think what goodness it brought to your insides!!
Lee, There is indeed something fishy....
Fly, It could be that. But the sea is so far away.
Dave, Good idea. Will try.
Alan, My insides have reported their opinion already thatnks....
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