I’ve always thought cooking was fun and something that I was alright at. It’s something I even considered as a possible career while growing up. As a child my parents owned a restaurant which meant long hours for them and my sister and I being on our own for dinner. My dad would drop off food from the restaurant many times, but we quickly became tired of Chinese food after awhile. This was when I started experimenting with cooking. I’m sure if I could taste what I had cooked back then now, it wouldn’t be very good but as a kid I was really proud of all my culinary experiments. I remember one of my first fancy meals that I cooked for my family were lamb chops. I think I had watched some show on PBS… maybe it was Julia Child or Jacques Pepin or was it Martha (I used to wake up at 6am every Sunday so that I could catch Martha’s show)? Well whoever it was I was inspired and determine to make those darn lamb chops. Recently I was surprised to hear that my sister actually remembered that meal… I must have been 13 at the time.
Cooking has always been fun… until last night. I’ve been attempting to cut meat from our diet and been trying to find vegetarian and seafood recipes to try for dinner. Last night I decide that I was going to make fish for dinner so after work I head to the grocery store and while on my way to the fish counter I seen a swarm of people around the fresh whole fish. I’m thinking what’s going on here? Something must be good over here. I was planning on getting fish that was already filleted, but nobody was in that section so I decide to do something smart and get a whole fish… I mean it must be good if everyone else is getting it as well? wrong wrong wrong… This is where the embarrassment and frustration comes. cue sad dramatic music…
I get home and start filleting the fish and realize that I have no idea what I’m doing! I get my first fillet done and it looks horrible… really horrible. While trying to get the second piece out I puncture my finger with one of the fins. Just great. Maybe I can blame my knife for not being as sharp as I need it? Next came the cooking. I decided to pan fry it in a bit of oil and guess what? The fish sticks to the pan! I used a non stick pan, but our pan has seen better days. Can this dinner get any better? While this is all happening I’m screaming from the kitchen and Matt comes in and tells me fish is not my forte. Thanks for the encouragement babe. In the end I was able to scrape the fish off the pan and cover it with a cilantro, green onion, ginger sauce that I made in the food processor.
Here is the end result… addition of baby bok choy with garlic and rice with the same sauce on the fish. I LOVE this sauce… though Matt is getting tired of it already. I think I could eat it everyday.
Lesson learned – just get the darn fillet… it’ll make life easier, cooking is all about trial and error and the errors shouldn’t deter me from trying new things, it will only improve me more… one last thing – sharpen my darn knives already.




































































































































































