I heard that a famous comedian once said that "You can't tell all funny jokes, or your audience won't know when to laugh." If that same theory is true in cooking then I would say that tonight's meal was a success. Because my Swordfish wasn't good. I didn't think much of it, good or bad, (which means its bad), but my "audience" didn't like it. "It tastes like there is a thick pesto paste on the fish," says Uncle Doug. "I think I am going to give the rest of mine to the dog," says my wife. See what I'm saying, the fish wasn't good. It didn't turn out like I think it was supposed to. It was supposed to be an almond "crusted" fish. Instead it was fish with an almond paste on top, the crispy crust never developed in the cooking process. I had serious hesitation making Swordfish. Mostly because I don't like it. I am trying to open my mind and expand my horizons, but there are some fish dishes that I just don't like. I don't know if that makes me a culinary novice, uneducated on all of the nuances of seafood cooking, or a sophisticated chef, who understands his palate. But I know this, I don't like Swordfish, and I would be happy to never eat it again.
There was one good thing about this meal, (and it wasn't the price of the protein. Why on earth is Swordfish so expensive... is there anyone out there who actually likes it?) My wife made a Risotto as a side dish and it was fantastic. I would leave tonight's meal with the same frame of mind that I left Vault 164 last week, if the Risotto was the only thing I ate I would have been happy with the dinner. Unfortunately it wasn't, and unfortunately the only blame for the meal can be placed on me. Come back next week when I try to redeem myself... NEXT ROUND'S ON ME
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