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Thursday, January 12, 2017

Hot Sauce, Tartar Sauce, Mustard?

This afternoon I fried some fish to eat for lunch. I heated up some brown rice to go with it and my meal was ready.

As I was eating my fish I noticed how plain it was. Most Black folks eat their fried fish with hot sauce.

Other folks may have tartar sauce.

And then there was my mother. It's funny how memories of my mother pop up at the most random of times.

Today, while eating my plain fish, I remembered how my Mom used to eat hers with mustard. Yes, MUSTARD.

So what did I do? I headed on over to the fridge, got out the mustard and covered my fish with it.

Can't say that I loved it...but I did love the memory that it gave me.

More than likely I'll just stick to eating my fish plain, or occasionally with hot sauce. Never with tartar sauce (YUCK), and maybe...just maybe...with mustard every now and then.

How 'bout you?

Let the DIALOGUE begin: What do you like on YOUR fried fish?

Talk to me!

Til next time...

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