1 pound tilapia
Olive oil
3 garlic cloves, minced
3 tablespoons clam juice
2 sprigs fresh oregano
Shot of white or rose wine, about 1/4 cup
Salt and pepper.
1. In a medium to large size frying pan, add olive oil to lightly cover bottom of pan. Add minced garlic. On a low to medium flame,
while sauteing the garlic place the fish in the pan and fry at the same time.
2. Continue cooking another few minutes, turning the fish in the process, to cook both sides.
3. Slowly add clam juice to the pan. Throw in the sprigs of oregano and season the fish with salt and pepper. Then after a minute add
a shot of wine and continue cooking until fish is done.
4. After a total of 10 minutes, check fish, it should be done, if not just cook a few minutes more.
5. Optional – add a 1/2 cup of homemade marinara spaghetti sauce and serve over pasta.
6. Serves 2 – 3 persons.
7. ENJOY – “F” for fish isn’t a bad word anymore!
I don’t like to use the “F” word. FISH, that is. Got ‘ya! Sorry, am just not a big fan of fish. However, I know many loyal visitors to my website, friends, and family are fans….so, this one’s for you.
Some shrimp and scallop dishes, using both regular and bay size scallops, are the only fish recipes I will actually eat myself. Throw in a few different other fish dishes, and that’s all she wrote. My fish section in the Somebody’s Mom cookbook is pretty much limited. But my husband, Tom, cooks and eats all types of fish, mostly for entertaining and to satisfy his craving for those creatures of the sea. During a recent vacation at the Jersey Shore he ordered fish dishes every night for dinner. The man likes his fish.
Because of Tom’s love of fish and my love for him, a few weeks ago I decided to surprise him and make a fish dish. My friend, Victor, whom I work with, and who was a cook in an Italian restaurant years ago, always shares recipes with me and generously shred this Tilapia recipe with me. I tried it, but switched it up a bit to make it my own, and Tom loved it.
I now use the “F” word on occasion for entertaining and for dinner for my “T” man.
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