I knew I was going to a late afternoon movie, then meeting friends for dinner. I knew I would be eating “Crackerjack Shrimp” at Genghis Cohen. I knew this. But I had catfish in the fridge, and I just couldn’t let it sit.
So I made a huge lunch of fried catfish with basil-cream sauce, sauteed veggies and biscuits. (I’m not blogging it, as it isn’t my recipe. But if you get a hankering, here’s the link to the source.)
Then I had to lie down and think about what I’d done. Really, all I thought was that I should have been wearing my stretchy pants. Go figure.