Fish

I've always liked fish. It's good for you, it (usually) tastes good, and it's quick to cook. Living in South Dakota, it's tough to get good fresh fish unless you catch it yourself. Seeing as I have no ice fishing equipment, that's not likely to happen right now. Usually, we buy our fish frozen from Sam's Club. On our last trip to Rapid, we picked up a bag of tilapia, and a bag of flounder. I would have loved to get some salmon, but it has really increased in price lately. Oh well, maybe next time.

This week, we've had fish three times. On Monday, it was baked tilapia with lemon, dill, and garlic. Tuesday, we had a spicy flounder, sauteed with spinach and garlic. Last night, parmesan crusted tilapia baked in the oven, and roasted broccoli (roasted broccoli is one of our favorite sides). Katey's favorite was the flounder.

While I'm glad we're eating more fish (again, it's healthy, tastes good, and quick), I tend to get into culinary ruts. I think next week, we'll limit the consumption of any one type of protein to twice a week. And that should go for our sides, too. We probably need to diversify our vegetable intake, although that is admittedly harder to do in the winter.

One little note. I said at the beginning of this post that I've always loved fish. That isn't really true. When I was little, maybe five years old, I went fishing with my dad at Portage Point Inn in Michigan, near Lake Michigan. I managed to catch a sunfish using canned corn kernels as bait. The hotel had a deal where they would clean and cook your fish for you.

When they brought that fish out to me, I started balling. My dad enjoyed that particular fish. I think it took me a little while to accept that our food was, at one point, alive. I'm glad I still have that respect for the animals I eat now that I hunt them myself. I think I'll enjoy tonight's venison meatballs that much more.