I find frying fish that is as good, or better than most fine seafood restaurants to be one of the easiest, and quickest meals to prepare.
Whether you want beer batter, tempura, or breadcrumb coating, all you need are a few simple ingredients and spices, and a deep fryer. I can prep and cook most types of fried fish in under 10 minutes. Just plug in your FryDaddy before dredging and coating your fish.
You needn’t break the bank in order to eat good fried seafood. I just wait for cod, halibut, haddock, pollack, flounder, catfish, or shrimp to go on sale at the market and stock up. If none of those are on sale, I’ll settle for cheap tilapia (and just imagine it’s cod).
Flash-frozen fish is almost as good as fresh-caught and generally fresher than the defrosted fish found in the grocery store seafood department.
If you want to save time on the accouterments, there are plenty of ready-made products you can buy that rival home-made. Bookbinder’s Cocktail Sauce and Frisch’s Tartar Sauce are the bomb. I recently discovered Chipotle Bitchin’ Sauce™ (available at Kroger), which is a most excellent dipping sauce for seafood (especially fried shrimp). Try it, you’ll like it!
You need hushpuppies with seafood (it’s a law). They are easy enough to make from scratch, but frozen Savannah Classics Sweet Corn Hushpuppies (also available at Kroger) are just as good. Just throw them in the FryDaddy along with the fish.
Top off your meal with a fine bottle of Merlot, or Trader Joe’s Two Buck Chuck if you’re pinching pennies.
If you want to fool yourself into believing you’re eating healthy, steam up some green vegetables to go along with your fried goodies. You don’t need to actually eat it, just put it on your plate.
I prefer eating seafood in my shorts and slippers, in my living room, listening to classical music, sipping (or glugging) a glass (or bottle…or box) of Merlot or Cabernet Sauvignon (needing white wine to accompany seafood is a myth), rather than sitting in a restaurant, among a herd of noisy germ-spreaders, trying desperately to gain the attention of an illusive waiter for another glass of wine, then having to apply for a second mortgage in order to pay the bill.
Plus, my 6 cats
love the little fishy scraps I throw their way while I eat (if I don’t, they’ll eat me).