And now for your culinary entertainment and enjoyment I present to you...
CFS
Chicken Fried Steelhead
Or is it steelhead fried steelhead?
Dammit Jay! You and yer' stinkin' foody foo foo ebonical spainglio amish speak!
Went to the local Try-N-Save and got a side of steelhead trout. Wanted salmon but it was all off shore farmed crap that didn't look good at all. They even had some of last year's frozen Alaskan sockeye. That sheeit never freezes well and after a year its discolored, burnt, and funkified. No matter.
So I've had this idee in my noggin' rollin' around with the spinning pea up there about whoopin' up some CFS aka chicken fried steak but instead of pounded steak use fish. What about the cream gravy? You can't have CFS without cream gravy! But sorry cream gravy, u no speaky speaky teh language of teh fish. What to do? Magic 8 Ball says..."kill 4 beers and wing it."
Here's how it went down.
I put Black Betty on medium heat and while she was heatin' up I whirred & stirred together Mexican crema, lime zest, lime juice, and kosher salt and put it into a splooge bottle. Then I took 2 filet's from the tail end of the flank and put the rest away for later. You want the thinner pieces. I skinned 'em and then tossed them into a bowl of jalapeno ranch. Real CFS uses milk but ranch is better. Trust. Then I dredged in flour. Good to go.
Got em' going in about 1/8" of canola oil.
Frying food doesn't always mean bad and unhealthy. You just have to use the right oil at the right temp.
These got a most excellente' crust on 'em and none of it came off.
Took the fish out and drained on paper towels. Very little oil was left on the fish at all.
I poured on some DEFCON 2 and used a pastry brush to spread it around evenly.
My smeller was tellin' me it was incredible and delicious.
After doing that I realized I made a crucial error. CFS usually has sides. Mashed tates. Green beans. Corn. Whatever. I didna' even think about that and the fish now looked lonely and forsaken on the plate. Dumbass me.
So I decided to Save Fish Tacos.
Comal'd up some of mrs. blues tortilla flour tortilla's, and just a wee bit of shredded cheese, shredded cabbage, and splooged on some of the lime crema I whooped up earlier.
I'm a maniac for this sheeit!
And no limp tortillas for this vato. I like to be liking them on the crispy side.
So really all I did was cook fish CFS style. Sorta'. With adjustments ya' know.
I'ma come up with a proper looking version with a more correct plate presentation. Maybe not with the traditional sides but something that pairs better with fish. Like cucumber salad, roasted finger tates, and sauteed kale with balsamic vin. You know. Hippy stuff.
And lemme' say a 'thang about DEFCON 2.
Screw them chicken wang lovers! I don't eat chicken.
Put it on fried fish and it'll change your life.
I ain't lyin' y'all!
I saw visions of el coyote and mescalito boy sitting around a campfire with Don Juan atop a high desert mesa.
True story.