fish and chips (almost)

Two days of rain called for something rich. Marie's sage and pancetta potatoes had been flirting with me for a week, so that was obvious. But as a side, because I'd just bought a good slice of salmon too. Man-sized, someone said. Rolled in a blend of Cajun spices (one of those ready mixed ones, before you ask me to list the ingredients*) I thought the bite should trim the luxuriousness of the flesh down slightly. I cooked the fish on all sides, first quite hot, then at a lower heat, as the smoke alarm started to threaten. Stop before the fish is completely done - dry salmon is as horrifying as dry tuna.


And the potatoes were good, although a touch more colour would have been nice. Next time. The sage and smokiness of the bacon really works well together. Add a handful of rocket (the first real hand harvested from here.
The resulting plate was a struggle of strong flavours, too strong to serve to others, but just right for me. Cooking without an audience does have some benefits.