Vaughn hand-cut, hand-battered and hand-breaded (a lot of hand, I know) cod fillets and freshly peeled potato tonight. He fried it all in oil and lightly salted his crispy treats. No malted vinegar - but a spritz of lemon wasn't bad.
Since it took roughly 2 hours to do this and I was hungry at 6ish...I ended up eating TWICE!
Oh, yeah. His sick ploy to win our contest was to wait until after I had eaten a very healthy and yummy portion of spaghetti (homemade sauce chock full of veggies) and then serve me a few pieces of fish and some frites. WHO can turn down freshly fried potato?
Alas...if I possessed an inking of will power, this would not be an issue.
Lucky for him yesterday was the one year anniversary of his marriage proposal. Does this look like a girl who could get mad at a boy for making fish and chips?
