You are looking at the fish Bossy’s husband and daughter caught yesterday. By the way, Bossy isn’t the least bit saddened by the idea of catching fish — which is a nice way of saying killing fish — and that’s easy for Bossy to say since she is typically many chapters of her book away from the actual hooking of the fish and the beheading of the fish and the rest which includes scales and stuff like eyeballs.
But even hardened Bossy thinks the above photo captures the saddest time: when the fish are lying there in two inches of water, eyeballing you.
There are certain foods Bossy equates with camping, and fresh fish is one. For last night’s supper, Bossy prepared a makeshift breadcrumb topping for her fish, which she accomplished by smashing a handful of crackers with her wine bottle and then adding some spices:
Next Bossy took a bunch of corn and peeled back the husk so she could remove the silk, and then Bossy returned the husk to its original position in order to soak the cobs in water so they don’t burn on the open fire and is this the longest sentence you’ve ever read regarding corn?
Oh, and the husks burnt anyway:
Once Bossy finished coating the fish with a light egg batter and dipping the fish in her makeshift breadcrumbs, they hit the open flame:
Blah blah more talk about camping recipes while Bossy’s family impatiently waits for Bossy to be finished this post blah, it was time to heat up the strawberry rhubarb pie Bossy had purchased earlier in the day from a local grocery store:
Blah blah no time to write about the chicken cacciatore Bossy prepared the night before blah.
Bossy can sum up her camping food experience this way: Bossy jogs all year to eat like this 10 days.
Which is what today’s Ten-Word Challenge is all about. In exactly ten words, can you tell Bossy about the food you associate with vacation?
And be sure to check back here later today for the most foody associative comments on the web.