Fish, physio and failure

Ok, so I’ve been slack. I freely admit that. However, in my defence, I have had medical issues. Slightly over enthusiastic defending in football has led to pain in my shoulder. According to the physio today I have a pinched nerve in my neck, something wrong with my rotator cuff and a non specific issue with my shoulder. In other signs that things are not going my way I had hoped for a hot young physio and had been gifted a lovely older gentleman - balding, glasses and a limp. I think I have karma issues, perhaps I should be a nicer person?

So the shoulder injury actually makes it physically uncomfortable to use the computer. I am putting my body on the line for this. I am also putting a healthy BMI rating on the line as well and it is rapidly going out the window. It would appear there is an inverse proportion of baking to visible waist – that is as baking continues, waistline slowly disappears.

Enough with the excuses I hear you cry. Oh alright, I reply wearily.

Might I also add that my workplace has blocked blog spot so my readership has presumably dropped away to nothing. Hands up if you’re still there!

We were up to Sunday a couple of weeks ago, the Sunday of queens birthday to be precise. I have discovered, as I think I may have mentioned before that the key to this whole thing is to try to wrap lots of little recipes into one big recipe. Well on Sunday I cooked fish.

I had been gifted, from work (see it’s not all blocked websites), a couple of bags of frozen hoki fillets – the proper ones, no crumbs. I decided to make fish timbales. Why? Who knows, seemed like a good idea at the time I guess. Fish timbales requires cooked fish, I figured I cooked cook it in multiple ways. Apparently I am smarter than I sound…

First cook your fish. I decided on boiling and steaming. Now steaming is fairly straight forward. Boiling however requires you to tie the fish up in cloth before plunging it into boiling water. A little odd but it did the job. Both lots of fish were adequately cooked at any rate.

The fish was then flaked and added to a liquidy mixture of breadcrumbs milk and egg yolks, into which was folded egg whites. This my friend is fish timbales. After baking these actually weren’t too bad. A bit like an overly puffy fish omelette. Lets just say the husband and I have had worse. Serving suggestion was tomato sauce, the husband was more than happy to oblige.

What comes next is a bit more embarrassing. Actually, to be honest, and this doesn’t happen often, perhaps this is the real reason why I haven’t updated in a while. I had a bit of a failure.

To give you some background, I have tried and failed to make mayonnaise in the past. I did however think that I was somewhat older and wiser now and I would be able to crack it without any problems. I was wrong.

I tried no less than three times to make it. Three times it split on me. I am in a position now where I will gladly take instruction from anyone happy to teach. Please, I am not one to deal with failure well.