They’re the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you.

Rockfish tacos! I’m about to leave town for a week, and needed to ransack my apartment for perishable groceries. Here is the extremely tasty result.
Sauce
3 T. Kewpie Mayonnaise
1/2 t. ancho chili pepper
1 t. white miso paste
1/2 t. chili paste
Fish tacos
8 oz rockfish fillet
4 T. extra virgin olive oil
3 T. light soy sauce
2 T. white wine vinegar
1 clove of garlic, crushed
1 t. kosher salt
1 t. fresh cracked black pepper
leek, sliced thin
baby arugula
lime
pocket pita bread, cut in half
Okay, so I have to say I didn’t have high expectations for this one.
Black beans with Oaxaca cheese would’ve been a great side dish. Grilling the fish instead of broiling would’ve been cool too. The pita I had wasn’t very fresh. I was all down on the results before I was even halfway finished preparing the dish.
Anyone that knows me and my cooking knows I don’t tend to run around exclaiming its awesomeness. But, g.d., these pseudo fish tacos were ridiculously good. Pretty high up there on my list of cooking experiments I hope to recreate soon. Except for the part where I stabbed my gums with a fish bone. Not looking to recreate that. I need to work on my fish-cleaning skills.
So, I guess, Happy Hispanic Heritage month?
I am celebrating with perhaps the whitest recipe for tacos ever.
How white am I? I had an all-out argument with a co-worker who refused to accept that I am in fact half Mexican. She almost had me doubting it for a moment.
I’m going home next week. I’ll be updating with lots of photos of all the local kine foods I’ve been missing so hard the past year or so.
Lack of time to go biking lately has left me a bit squishier than I like, and a chance to eat Leonard’s and Zippy’s for a week isn’t going to help, I think.

