Spring is being such a tease. Showing a little bit of sun, then completely covering it up like nothing ever happened. Today it’s raining. It’s chilly. It’s wrong. At times like this we all deserve a treat. If it’s unappealing outside, we can certainly muster up some pleasures indoors. I present to you two of my favorite things: seafood and grits. Succulent salmon seared to perfection
Some weekends, I take really good care of myself. I get plenty of rest, eat a big breakfast and feed myself luxurious lunches like this. I make just what I want and just enough for me… not enough to share. It’s okay to be stingy with your shrimp & grits with garlicy braised spinach, they taste better that way.
My husband was out of town this weekend. I anticipated a couple days of relaxation and some pre-spring cleaning. That’s about it. But on my way home Friday I got the urge to get some seafood. He doesn’t eat it, so I rarely buy any. I ususally get my fish fix when we dine out. And occasionally I’ll buy some frozen filets to prepare at
I like grits. For me they have been an acquired taste. I ate them from obligation as a youth but since my pregnancy I’ve actually been craving and enjoying them. One day on the way home from work I began craving fish and grits. Yep I could taste the lightly battered and fried tilapia and creamy, cheesy grits as I drove on the interstate. When
As a child, I never cared for grits. I ate them out of obligation. Born into a southern bloodline, I could not escape grits as part of a “good” breakfast. My elders served up plenty of them. And I couldn’t stand the texture of the flavorless mush. But I found ways to stomach them. I’d top mine with whatever was available: cheese, butter, eggs, bacon, sausage.