(My own half-assed “recipe” for lack of a better term. Calling it “throw some shit together and hope
for the best” would also be a good term)
The first time I had this was at an over-priced and
overly-decorated (yah mon) restaurant, and I fell in complete lust with it, and
proceeded to jones for it for months.
Turns out that the restaurant doesn’t even make it anymore, so I had to
figure that shit out for myself.
A couple of nice things about making it at home are a)
eating in my PJ’s (or Bra and Panties* when the kids are at their Dad’s), and
b) finishing off the rest of the bottle that didn’t go in the recipe.
*Note – Never EVER cook nude. Bad things happen.
Shit you’re gonna
need –
Couple of Filets of
Fish (one per person – or more, I suppose, if you’re hungry)
A Lemon
Clove of Garlic
Olive Oil
Fresh Dill
White Wine (dryer
the better)
Salt and Pepper
Parchment Paper
(Not waxed – No “essence of crayola” here, ew)
Shit you’re gonna do
Set your oven to 350.
While it’s getting hot, bust out your favorite zesting tool. I use a
Microplane grater, but maybe you’re lucky enough to have a fancy-pants
Zester. Strip the whole lemon (insert
your favorite porn music here), and set the poor naked fruit aside. Take your clove of garlic and slice it up
really thin. If you really like garlic,
please feel free to use more than one clove.
Snag a couple sprigs of the fresh dill and strip off the leaves(?). Note how careful I am with my measurements.
Get out a regular sized baking sheet (one with raised sides
preferably, to catch any leakage) and pull a large enough sheet of parchment to
fold in half and still fit the width of the pan. Lube up one half of the paper
with the Olive Oil (doesn’t have to be extra virgin or anything. Hell, it
doesn’t even have to be olive oil, I guess…just lube it up with
something.) Take your sliced Garlic and
lay it out in the oil.
Fish time!!! I used
Tilapia for this because, well…Lots of reasons really. First…shit’s cheap. Second, screw Tuna being chicken of the sea –
Tuna is always gonna taste like Tuna, Tilapia is going to taste like whatever
you cook it in, just like chicken. I say the “Chicken of the Sea” Crown should
go to Tilapia! Regimental overthrow!!!!!
But honestly, you can pretty much use any fish you want. The Rasta Restaurant used Mahi-Mahi which is
also delicious, nice and firm and meaty (just the way I like it, yeah), but
it’s also more expensive.
Anyway, fish…yes, let’s get back to the fish. Salt and pepper one side, and then lay it on
the parchment, overlapping is fine, but I’d stick the skinny sides on top of
each other so it cooks evenly. Make sure that you leave a good amount of paper
on the loose sides; you’re gonna need it.
Time to dress the fish!
Take your lemon zest and your dill and sprinkle them as evenly as you
can over the filets. Next, roll your discarded (and probably needy) lemon on
the counter a couple of times to soften it up, cut it in half, and squeeze it
right over the fish (if you squeeze it cut side up – no seeds). Then take your $10.99 bottle of Chardonnay,
pour yourself a glass, and then pour a little of it over your fish, too.
Now for the hard part. As carefully as you can, fold up the
sides of the parchment making it into a sealed “bag.” Start with one side and kind of make little
crimping folds all the way around until it’s completely closed. Make sure that there aren’t any gaps for the
steam to escape while it’s cooking. If
you happen to have a stapler at home, staple that bitch shut.
Stick the pan in the oven and bake it for about 20 minutes.
Open it carefully, because it’s gonna be steamy. Serve it
with whatever you wanna serve it with. I
had mine with Brown Rice (cooked in vegetable broth and recaito) and Green
Beans.
Now, this is how I made it…this time. The time before this, I used a couple of
different herbs. You could throw some
vegetables in the bag too if you want; tomatoes, zucchini, or asparagus
maybe. Whatever Creams your Twinkie.
Proceed to drink the rest of the bottle of wine. You can even share the bottle if you
like. I, however, did not.
Great recipe. Patty, when are you coming over to make that for me?!
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