I've been quite dejected of late.
I have lost my desire for grilling fish.
Mind you, this is big news. Ding-dong, sound the gong: the death of Desire, with a capital D. (Oh no, I'm having a flashback to my pretentious years in school. Heaven forbid.)
Recalling the capital D, I do not think my lack of desire lately has anything to do with our general lack of industry. This is different: I've been foiled by failure and I'm now fearful of destroying more specimens of fishly beauty.
After those gorgeous(!) pike mackerel about a month ago, I've been having trouble grilling fish. I've tried it with three different fish now. I wish I knew what I was doing wrong, because then, I can write myself a cautionary tale of how not to turn beautiful fish into ugly fish.
My goodness, indeedy, what we've created on the grill are MONSTERS.
The rainbow trout was a beauty! It was so beautiful that we were compelled to buy it! JS didn't even take a picture of it.
Here's the pompano.
The rainbow trout was under that pompano. I was trying to get a picture quickly and did not want to shuffle my fish.
We usually have pompano fried, but I thought of trying to grill these babies for a change.
What a wrong decision.
Look! Look at that skin flaking off. Ugly!
Actually, the pompano managed to escape the worst of it. Look at the rainbow trout after it went on the grill.
It's a good thing I did not take a picture of the trout prior to cooking it. I bet you I would have been flamed for desecrating it. TS tried to dress it up with the lemon slices, to hide the ugliness, but there is no denying the incontrovertible truth.
Face of the trout so badly burnt like that. Look at it! It's like the dark side of the moon or some such. Only its mother could love it now.
On a side note, the trout was delicious, though. It was dusted with salt, pepper, oregano, and basted with a garlic-olive oil mixture.
We also bought some seabass and this is how they were before the grill.
Okay, I've kind of made a mess with the slashing and the lemons, but that is not my worst crime.
Look at them after!
TS again did the best that she could. The lemon slices tried to cover their ugliness, but to no avail.
This is so embarrassing. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I wait until the grill is hot, I wipe the grates with oil, then I put my fish onto the grill.
They go in beauties, they come out beasts.
I need help!
Teehee. Not to belittle JS's pain, but this is kinda funny. Teehee.