More fish recipes from Sigurd Olsen...from The Lonely Land (1961) a) fried fish, b)fish cakes, c) smoked fish
"Omond's came in first, a pike over twenty pounds, then within minutes Elliot's, and finally Tony's. We laid the three fish on the rocks. They totalled sixty odd pounds...
What beautiful fillets they were-golden yellow in color, about twenty-four inches in length, four inches wide and an inch and a half in thickness.
a) The frying pan was waiting and after rolling two of the steaks in flour, I dropped them into the hot bacon fat. Elliot mixed a batch of mashed potatoes, and we ate until we could hold no more.
b) What was left of the fried fillets, I stirred up enough fish cakes for breakfast, using the old recipe of fish, mashed potatoes, dehydrated onions, a dash of flour to hold them together, and some powdered egg for color and flavoring...
c) Then I went to work on the remaining four fillets, cleaned them thoroughly, rubbed them down with salt, pepper, and bacon fat, and laid them over a grate over a smoldering fire made of peeled sticks from an old beaver house. No spruce or pine went into the smoking fire, only the cleanest of birch or aspen, thoroughly dried and cured. The fillets quickly turned to a golden brown and I tended them carefully, knowing that for days ahead we would have something other than sausage and cheese for lunch."
"Omond's came in first, a pike over twenty pounds, then within minutes Elliot's, and finally Tony's. We laid the three fish on the rocks. They totalled sixty odd pounds...
What beautiful fillets they were-golden yellow in color, about twenty-four inches in length, four inches wide and an inch and a half in thickness.
a) The frying pan was waiting and after rolling two of the steaks in flour, I dropped them into the hot bacon fat. Elliot mixed a batch of mashed potatoes, and we ate until we could hold no more.
b) What was left of the fried fillets, I stirred up enough fish cakes for breakfast, using the old recipe of fish, mashed potatoes, dehydrated onions, a dash of flour to hold them together, and some powdered egg for color and flavoring...
c) Then I went to work on the remaining four fillets, cleaned them thoroughly, rubbed them down with salt, pepper, and bacon fat, and laid them over a grate over a smoldering fire made of peeled sticks from an old beaver house. No spruce or pine went into the smoking fire, only the cleanest of birch or aspen, thoroughly dried and cured. The fillets quickly turned to a golden brown and I tended them carefully, knowing that for days ahead we would have something other than sausage and cheese for lunch."
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