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chasingtides) wrote2009-01-28 02:52 pm
chasingtides) wrote2009-01-28 02:52 pm
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Kippers: Deliciousness in a Tin
1 tin kippers (cooked, smoked herring)
handful of grape tomatoes
blue cheese
Chop tomatoes. Grill tomatoes and kippers until hot. Serve with cold blue cheese. (I used gorgonzola because that's what's in the fridge, but I can't say I've had a blue cheese that wouldn't taste good with this.)
If you make sandwiches (two large sandwiches, I would think), I might add a layer of fresh spinach. However, I just munched with a knife and fork.
Notes: I happen to think that kippers are the food of the gods. In addition to being a healthy fish (I bought wild-caught herring), they are delicious. I thought I was buying something new (and healthy) at the grocery store last night, but when I opened the tin, my sense memory let me know that I had, in fact, eaten these before. I have no idea when or where this happened, but the very smell hit that "THESE ARE DELICIOUS GIFTS FOR YOUR TASTEBUDS" button in my brain that is also triggered by the smell of cooking greyed corned beef, venison, gumbo, bacon, and sugar cookies. I just knew that this would be deliciousness embodied. (And it was. It also was not too salty - I advise checking the salt content on your tin before buying.)
However, not everyone likes the smell of smoked, salted herring. While it is, apparently, a traditional food in coastal countries of northern Europe, Japan, Maine, and Minnesota, the smell (and tasty) is very distinct. I enjoy it. The herring I bought was smoked over hardwoods and preserved in a very mild brine - you could smell the smoke, brine, and fish smell as soon as I opened the tin. (Perhaps adding lemon might help, but I doubt it.) My mother - who has in the past enjoyed pickled herring - left the kitchen because she couldn't stand the smell and I now am burning some incense to help with the distinct smell. Check with your housemates/roommates before cracking open a tin.
handful of grape tomatoes
blue cheese
Chop tomatoes. Grill tomatoes and kippers until hot. Serve with cold blue cheese. (I used gorgonzola because that's what's in the fridge, but I can't say I've had a blue cheese that wouldn't taste good with this.)
If you make sandwiches (two large sandwiches, I would think), I might add a layer of fresh spinach. However, I just munched with a knife and fork.
Notes: I happen to think that kippers are the food of the gods. In addition to being a healthy fish (I bought wild-caught herring), they are delicious. I thought I was buying something new (and healthy) at the grocery store last night, but when I opened the tin, my sense memory let me know that I had, in fact, eaten these before. I have no idea when or where this happened, but the very smell hit that "THESE ARE DELICIOUS GIFTS FOR YOUR TASTEBUDS" button in my brain that is also triggered by the smell of cooking greyed corned beef, venison, gumbo, bacon, and sugar cookies. I just knew that this would be deliciousness embodied. (And it was. It also was not too salty - I advise checking the salt content on your tin before buying.)
However, not everyone likes the smell of smoked, salted herring. While it is, apparently, a traditional food in coastal countries of northern Europe, Japan, Maine, and Minnesota, the smell (and tasty) is very distinct. I enjoy it. The herring I bought was smoked over hardwoods and preserved in a very mild brine - you could smell the smoke, brine, and fish smell as soon as I opened the tin. (Perhaps adding lemon might help, but I doubt it.) My mother - who has in the past enjoyed pickled herring - left the kitchen because she couldn't stand the smell and I now am burning some incense to help with the distinct smell. Check with your housemates/roommates before cracking open a tin.
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(They're very traditional in some parts of coastal Michigan as well, which is where I grew up - my dad and I used to get a tin every week or two and sit there with kippers, saltines, mayo, and peanut butter, alternating which we used as a spread. My mother thought we were *insane*.)
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