Salmon Tacos
One of my favorite pastimes is re-creating food we’ve eaten when dining out. Sometimes these creations go well, other times there’s a reason we go out for dinner. For weeks now I have been toying with the idea of re-creating Fish Tacos, a family favorite, and I have impulsively checked this of my list.
I had no idea how quick or affordable this dish was, I don’t imagine this cost more than $5 for three of us to eat, and it tasted amazing. Even if you’re not much of a cook, try this, especially if you want to surprise your wife and let her have a night off from cooking.
You’ll need the following to serve three people:
- 1 Fillet of Salmon (frozen is fine)
- 1 Lemon
- 1 Lime
- Black Pepper
- Corn Tortillas
- 1/4 head of red cabbage (or a bag of pre-cut cabbage)
- 1 Tablespoon of Mayonnaise (more or less to taste)
Get the salmon cooking, if it’s frozen it will take a little longer. I just threw this in a skillet, ground some black pepper right on it, then squeezed a lemon and a lime in to the skillet. Turn is once it looks like it’s thawed. If it’s still pink in the middle and you’re worried about overcooking your fish, throw it in the microwave for 30 seconds to finish it off.
Add some black pepper and mayo to your shredded cabbage, squeeze some lemon or lime over the slaw if you like the zesty kick.
When you’re almost ready to assemble the tacos, throw each tortilla on the naked gas flame for 10-15 seconds, this will toast them nicely. BE CAREFUL – don’t let them burn, and don’t burn your fingers. If you’re less adventurous, throw them in the microwave for a few seconds, but this won’t give you that nice toasty feeling.
If you like a spicy kick, serve with some siracha or hot sauce. Be warned, you might want to double this recipe so you’re not disappointed. Unfortunately we ate these before I had the chance to take a photo of the creation, so I credit joannova for the some rights reserved photo above.
Enjoy!
Six Months Old
It’s doesn’t seem like it could possibly be six months since my wife was belly-dancing around our apartment between her contractions. It doesn’t seem like the little man that we welcomed into our life could be rolling over already. It doesn’t seem like the time could have flown by this quickly, but we spent an hour of today getting a “six month photo shoot” for our little guy.
Perhaps we have trained him to smile for the camera, since he was a day old he’s had cameras pointed at his face almost every day. I’m a photographer, and my wife doesn’t want to miss a single second, so we have pictures and Flip-recordings of almost every stage of life so far.
I didn’t think that the last six months had changed our life too much. Our kid hasn’t caused us much stress, anguish or too many sleepless nights. On the whole it’s been life as we knew it, with the occasional consideration that we needed to be home in time for bedtime, or needed Grandma and Grandpa to babysit, but this weekend we had our first strong reminder that we’re living a life of parenthood. It’s been a while since we had some time alone, so we decided to take our little man down to San Diego with us for a long weekend away. We found our hotel through Priceline and were impressed with our winning bid, but we soon came to realize that the Andaz in the Gaslamp district was more of a hot and happening party location and less of a family hotel.
As we stepped out of the elevator to the rooftop pool we were surrounded by the wealthy, sexy, single San Diegan’s enjoying their party in the sun. No sooner had we reached the poolside when we had everyone’s full attention. The glances from the party-goers smoking in the pool said one thing – “who brings a baby to a pool party?”.
We headed back to our room, changed, and headed out to Seaport Village for a more “family friendly” experience, and to be honest, I had a great weekend. When my wife and I are spending time together, and our baby looks up at us and smiles, I don’t get frustrated that we’re not spending Sunday in the pool drinking, I wonder where the time has gone, how our little man is growing up so quickly.
Do I miss it? Not at all. I had my time to party, celebrate and drink the weekend away. Now it’s my time to spend Sunday with the family firing up the grill and wiping the dribble from my son’s gummy smile. When he’s a lot older, perhaps he’ll enjoy a drink with his Dad, but until then, I’m content just watching him do his thing.
Pets R’ Us?
Every so often I will end up spending a day in a mall, it’s not my preferred past time, but I’d rather walk up and down the aisles with my wife and baby than stay home and watch old movies on Netflix. We started at Petsmart to pick up some dog food, and various other “must have” pet accessories that dogs surely don’t come close to understanding. Next stop was Babies R Us, where I found myself taking a double take the second we walked through the door.
Did you know that your dog and your child can enjoy exactly the same 64″ pool to cool off the back yard, but you’ll pay $3 if you buy it for your pet. I swear the gates and “play pens” could double up for either pet or child too.
Being humane, we want to take care of things, I grew up with pets in the house and while we were always loving and would share our home with them, we didn’t spend small fortunes on stuffed toys for them. Our cats were happy with their daily feeding and a spot at the end of the bed.
When our son was born, I came to realize that we can never understand quite how much our parents love us, until we have a kid of our own. We give so much to our children, it would almost be impossible to sustain that level of generosity to someone you didn’t love. Has this principle started to cross over to the animals and pets in our life too?
I think we spent more in Petsmart than we did in Babies R Us today!
Don’t get me wrong, the dog is part of the family, but I don’t feel guilty if we leave him at home alone for the day. Our son, well, that’s a different story. As an infant, our son has no idea how much he gives to me on a daily basis. He provides everyone in the house with a new kind of joy and excitement that is new to us.
Our dog, well, he’s awesome, but when he drank 5oz of my wife’s expressed breast milk, I didn’t look at him too favorably. What I’m getting at is this. The humans in my family will always come first, because when they drink the breast milk, no one gets mad.