While I was on my way home today, I felt a little peckish about something I didn’t know exactly what.  I couldn’t figure out anything but the more I think about it, the more I become peckish.  I thought of a bread and peanut butter but it wasn’t what my mouth wanted, not even what my stomach was begging for at that moment.  So when I arrived home, I put on the laundry in the washing machine and right thereafter, It was clear in my mind what I wanted to eat.  Fish for dinner!  I couldn’t help but to crave for a fried fish.  Then I called hubby if he could buy some fish on his way home.  I thought of a Mackerel, but he said it’s not the season for such fish right now.  I told him to look for any fish, anyway, as long as it is fish.  He almost spoiled my appetite when he said he couldn’t find any, but a big minute steak.  Aww! please!  No steak this time.  I realized he was joking when I saw the plastic bag from the fish stall, then big smile from me….

And this is what he bought for his craving wife. A fish called plaice, a European flatfish! Served with cooked potatoes and rice, this fish was really a dinner for two. And yes, potatoes for him, rice for me.  Although sometimes, we both eat potatoes and rice.  But as for this fish, rice is more appropriate for me.