No fish on Friday
Having been so impressed with the quality and variety of fish on display on our new LuLu Hypermarket last week, I paid a return visit yesterday. We had a couple of friends coming to dinner, and as it has been a little while since I did any serious cooking, our thoughts turned to fish. Maybe a turbot, steamed with ginger and spring onions. Or a nice piece of halibut, served with wilted greens and a sauce vierge. Spent a happy hour with Gordon Ramsay and Charlie Trotter looking for inspiration and ideas.
And so to shop. The best part of planning a dinner party is not planning what you're actually going to cook. Instead, I like to go to shops and markets, to see what is freshest and best on the day, use that as the foundation for the meal. So while I think in broad terms about the structure of the menu, the actual ingredients are dictated by what's on display. Hence the return to LuLu, to see what delights the fish counter holds today.
Actually, pretty much the same as it held last week. Turbot, halibut, monkfish, cod, and a lot of smaller freshwater fish I don't recognise. Problem was, I'm almost certain that it's not just the same selection as last week, it's the same fish. Grey gills, dull eyes, and an ammonia stench that would stop a charging rhino in its tracks. Woeful.
This tragedy was compounded by the clueless serve person behind the oderiferous pile. Didn't know a thing about fish, couldn't tell me where any of it came from, couldn't tell me when it arrived or how long it had been hanging around rotting on the slab. Such a shame. All that investment and enthusiasm laid waste by cack-handed management and incompetent staffing.
Our rack of organic lamb from Nils was very nice indeed.
And so to shop. The best part of planning a dinner party is not planning what you're actually going to cook. Instead, I like to go to shops and markets, to see what is freshest and best on the day, use that as the foundation for the meal. So while I think in broad terms about the structure of the menu, the actual ingredients are dictated by what's on display. Hence the return to LuLu, to see what delights the fish counter holds today.
Actually, pretty much the same as it held last week. Turbot, halibut, monkfish, cod, and a lot of smaller freshwater fish I don't recognise. Problem was, I'm almost certain that it's not just the same selection as last week, it's the same fish. Grey gills, dull eyes, and an ammonia stench that would stop a charging rhino in its tracks. Woeful.
This tragedy was compounded by the clueless serve person behind the oderiferous pile. Didn't know a thing about fish, couldn't tell me where any of it came from, couldn't tell me when it arrived or how long it had been hanging around rotting on the slab. Such a shame. All that investment and enthusiasm laid waste by cack-handed management and incompetent staffing.
Our rack of organic lamb from Nils was very nice indeed.
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