And perhaps it is exactly because of that, the fish god decides to make my life hell. In my current life, if I want to eat fish, I gotta clean & gut it myself. H is one of those "macho" man who goes eek over slimy stuff. His love unfortunately is not enough to clean the fish.
|the supposedly snapper, more like hobbit snapper I say|
So last night I decided to do steam fish, take 2. Recipe is from here.
Steam fish take 1 was "Too sweet!! Don't give me the sauce. I don't want the sauce... I told you I don't want the sauce!!!". So on this take 2, I decided to forgo the brown sugar all together. I've just thrown away my spring onions too, so this time it's a little bit on the "dry" side.
Big, big, BIG mistake.
Without the sugar, it tastes awful. Salty and sour. I tried to salvage it by adding a tiny spoonful of sugar to balance the taste, but nope. Didn't work. It never quite tastes like those steam pomfret in chinese dinner banquets.
H even refused to finish his portion and made himself two cheese and ham sandwich. Very good. So much for eating light dinner.