I’m afraid I’ve lost some of my blogging motivation lately. I know I don’t blog that consistently to begin with, but usually I want to and I just don’t have time. Recently I’ve had quite a lot of free time but I choose to do things other than blog, even though I have plenty of material so it’s not like coming up with a topic would be difficult. Ah well… I’ll try to finish posting about the food I ate in Finland and hopefully that will help to revive me in time to try NaBloPoMo again in November.
So. Since my birthday took place while we were visiting J’s parents in Finland, they prepared a birthday dinner for me that was, I’m guessing, based on one of my favorite meals the last time we were there. I knew J’s father was smoking siika (siig in Estonian), or whitefish, but it wasn’t until be brought them to the table that I realized we each got our own personal fish!
J offered to switch fish with me because mine was broken.
I had a moment of mild panic when it seemed like everyone was waiting for me to start eating, since I had no idea where to begin! Luckily J gave me a tutorial– peel back the skin on the top half and gently ease the meat off the delicate bones. Once that was set aside, you were to carefully peel up the spine, making sure most of the small bones stayed attached, and then you were free to attack the other side.
Mmm. How is smoked fish so impossibly moist? It’s almost like it’s dripping smoky flavor. It was served with salad, boiled potatoes with dill, a creamy spinach sauce, and some onions that (I think) were cooked soft in water and butter (and tasted like heaven). It was all go good. Usually I’m a fairly dainty eater, meaning I generally only put a small amount of food in my mouth at a time. But at this meal, I was practically shoveling. I just couldn’t get enough. (There were probably two reasons for this– one is that it was delicious, and the other is that we had done yard work, gone jogging and gone to sauna since breakfast that morning so we were STARVING). In the end, I couldn’t even finish off a whole fish (much to J’s dad’s disappointment), but it was the best birthday dinner I could have asked for this year. (Interestingly, my excellent celebratory dinner last year was also seafood. I guess that’s just how I like to celebrate myself. Mmm… soft-shell crab…).