Something Fishy - Fish with Chorizo Tomato Sauce and Smoked Paprika

Did you miss me? Sorry I've been really busy tearing up the t-ball field lately and to be honest, Mom hasn't really made anything worth writing home about. (Worth writing Grandma about is a different story).

The other night mom made this. I'm not sure exactly what is going on here, but I could tell just by looking at it that something wasn't right. Mom admitted she used the wrong fish since our grocery store was out of the right kind. I never really pay attention at the fish counter because in the back they have this swimming pool full of lobsters and sometimes they take one out for me to look at. The lobsters do NOT like that. But we never get to bring one home, even after I promised Mom that I would feed it and look after it and let it live in our bathtub.

I think Mom has finally picked up on my signals though because she gave me this nice piece of bread which I ate no handed!

And the watermelon on the table is what really got me to come sit down at all. So I had a delicious dinner of watermelon and bread. I think this was Mom's plan all along. She's so smart.

Yeah the girl is still living with us. But she didn't eat this either so don't ask.

If you want to try to make this click here for the link. I would recommend using the correct fish though. Maybe Mom should try again. I'm sure I'd eat it next time. Unless I don't want to. As it, it was NOT Pete approved.

Double Dud - Garlic Fish and Garlic Honey Cauliflower

Folks, I've seen a lot of firsts in my day (not my first movie in a theater though... can someone bring this up subtly to my mom? Subtlety is not my strong suit). But this is a first for my blog. A double dud night. I'm not sure if Pinterest was having a two-fer, but Mom tried to make two entirely new things in one night.

I tried tipping her off when I tried some raw cauliflower and then declared that I didn't like it. Just because she put it in the oven and then poured a sauce over it, there was no way it was going to get better. And I think we've already discussed that fish - any kind of fish - is a poor substitute for chicken. But she keeps trying. At least I'll give her that.

Here's what it looked like. I think we're catching on that there is one color pallet in our house. Can you even see the fish? Looks like chicken right? You're living in a den of lies!! The baking fish sent a smell through our house that Mom seemed to like and kept calling "gar-lick". This is a very funny word to say and then try to lick your sister's face.

This is not a blank stare into oblivion. This is me finally realizing that my foreseeable future is filled with my mom experimenting with food and always trying to satisfy Dad's need for "trying something new." I did, eventually, eat some plain rice, but it was a slow road friends.

Even the girl protested. I'm not sure if she's trying to tell Mom to stop in the name of love, or because it's hammer time. But either way, she didn't like this either... Except the rice. She ate that with both hands.

So here is the link to the fish. And here is the link to the cauliflower.

Mom and Dad seemed to like it, but keep in mind folks that it is NOT approved.

Crunchy Chicken - Baked Salmon with Parmesan Herb Crust

So let's recap and see if you can remember what I like. I like chicken. I believe this is well documented. I also like crunchy stuff. And I also like to be involved in the cooking process. So this started out well. Mom said we were having salmon, which I assumed is just another kind of chicken. Turns out it is not, but we'll get to that.

This particular food needed a topping and Mom said I could help make it. Turns out that involved stirring gently, and that's just not my style. Since Mom knows I like crunch she added some panko crumbs to the crust mixture which is cool because when you "accidentally" spill these out of the bowl, you can poke them with your finger and they stick!

Mom's started to smell a little burnt as she was baking it, which I think is why it looks a little dark in this photo. Oh and we also had some rice and asparagus on the side, but that didn't make it onto the plate for the photo.

Anyway, we sit down for dinner and all of the sudden, Mom says that salmon is not a type of chicken.

I was not pleased.

Then I was shocked.

And then I finally ate some.

And so did the girl. With her fork as an accessory. She's not actually using it.

If you want to fill your family with false hope of chicken only to pull the rug out from under them, click here for the recipe.

I guess it's approved, but I'm still a little traumatized by the experience.

Chicken (Asian Salmon)

Sometimes I eat stuff for dinner and my mom acts like the world has stopped spinning. Hey lady, I eat you know. And then she starts snapping photos of me eating like she's on a jungle safari or something. Seriously.

See, she didn't even take the time to make this look appetizing for the photo. You can see she's already started eating and then realized that I was also eating.

Whoops, what happened in this photo? She really wasn't fast enough.

I was just eating the green peppers anyway. I love those. Then I ate some keen-wah. And that was good too, so I figured, why not go for it and eat this salmon chicken on my plate as well. Remember how I love chicken right? Then, I got in a race to see if I could eat faster than Dad, but I think he let me win because he kept getting up and getting more keen-wah. And anyway, I ate all my food and Dad still had some chicken left on his plate, which he claimed was just scales but that seems like an excuse to me.

The girl ate some too, and seriously what is Mom doing with this kid's hair? That's probably room for another blog.

Anyway, to the surprise of many, this is Pete approved. You can make it yourself here.