One woman's disaster it seems, is another woman's lunch!
Yesterday my friends toddler decided to look inside the freezer - and then promptly forgot to close the door which resulted in an avalanche of defrosted assorted fish products. My friend, unable to get through 30 defrosted fish fingers then issued a plea - who could take them off her hands?
In these days of impoverished austerity, who am I to look a gift fish finger in the gills? So faster than jaws with the munchies, I snapped her hand off.
It's a long time since I had a fish finger in my fridge - I'd forgotten how much I'd missed them - a real taste of childhood.
Fabulously fishy.
But then comes the dilemma - brown sauce or tomato ketchup?
Sauce roulette.
For me there is no competition - it's tomato sauce all the way - though to add a curved ball, I threw in a slice of cheese! It was the cods b*llocks!
Cheese and fish, so wrong, but so right!
My cheese layer is a throw back to when I was little. Mum would sprinkle grated cheese and bacon bits on the top of the fingers, and then grill them. We'd eat them with baked beans. It was a lovely, yummy tea.
We've all got our own fish finger memories - go on - tell me - what are your FFS (fish finger sandwich) memories?
The best story will win some ....... really great fish fingers!!
