dezza
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I ate a perch!
It was a fish of just over 1 lb. How I came by it was quite simple. A pike grabbed it as I was playing it in. The pike let go after a bit of a tug-of-war and I netted it, the perch of course.
It was obvious that the perch was dead, so I took it home, gutted it and fryed it in butter.
Served with mash and peas, it was truly magificent, the taste taking me back to the 50s when it was quite normal to bring home a perch or two.
Remember Patsy?
So did I do wrong? Old **** used to eat perch fairly regularly, and personally as the species is extremely prolific, do the Eastern Europeans have the perogative of a perch for supper?
It was a fish of just over 1 lb. How I came by it was quite simple. A pike grabbed it as I was playing it in. The pike let go after a bit of a tug-of-war and I netted it, the perch of course.
It was obvious that the perch was dead, so I took it home, gutted it and fryed it in butter.
Served with mash and peas, it was truly magificent, the taste taking me back to the 50s when it was quite normal to bring home a perch or two.
Remember Patsy?
So did I do wrong? Old **** used to eat perch fairly regularly, and personally as the species is extremely prolific, do the Eastern Europeans have the perogative of a perch for supper?