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She brought a plastic bowl out of the fridge, removed the lid and threw it into the microwave. I managed to look over her shoulder as she did this. It was left over steamed rice. “Why not make a fresh pot?” I asked. I wondered how long that had been sitting in the bowl. “Don’t want to be wasteful,” she said. She unwrapped the slab of fish and I was surprised that no odor came out of the package. Tuna steaks, like all fish, even the pieces sprayed with preservative in the supermarkets, go bad very easily. She sprayed a frying pan with no-stick oil and turned up the heat. By the time she threw the meat in, smoke was billowing. “I like to sear it,” she said. “Keeps in the juices.” She stood holding the spatula and it looked like all she planned to do was char that dead thing. “Throw some spices on it,” I said, both grimacing and smiling. “That’ll work,” she said. I turned away not wishing to think about juices of a two-day old steak, nor smell the odors if I could avoid it. I found an old bottle of Mrs. Dash Garlic & Herb in her spice rack beside a couple other spices. They all looked old, attesting to the frequency of how often she cooked. This bottle of Mrs. Dash was recommended for tuna. It’s what I used when I prepared fish. “Here,” I said. “Sprinkle some of this to bring up the flavor.” I pounded to bottle on the cutting board to loosen the contents. By then, both sides of the meat had seared and looked hard as wood. The spices lay on top and I wondered how any of the flavor would get into the inside of the meat through that crust. “Let’s add a little water,” I said, thinking the water would soften the outside of the steak and also help to cook the meat through. “How about a pat of butter?” I put a pat of butter directly onto my rice,” she said. After another minute, Rena slid the frying pan to a cool burner and reached into cupboard for plates. “You want some?” she asked. I glanced at my watch and faked surprise. “Oh, it’s late. I’ve got to run.” I grabbed up my purse and made for the doorway to leave her to gnaw on the hardtack. “Next time,” she said. “Maybe we could eat together and talk about publishing our recipes.”
Lucky for me, and maybe you too, this short story is totally concocted. _______________ I had to admit, when prepared properly, the odor of those particular spices enhance the smell of the fish. The idea of a cookbook writing also enticed. Ahi Steak would be another quick meal that could be on the table in a few minutes. The simpler the recipe, the better, but the ingredients had to be fresh. On the way through town, I stopped at the fish market and caught them just as they were about to close. I already had a bottle of Garlic & Herb. A fresh pot of rice and steamed green beans from my neighbor’s garden sounded appetizing as side dishes. Once I got home it didn’t take long to realize that, inadvertently, a new book idea was formulating in my mind.
You are getting a sample of that book here on this site.
Ahi Steak
Mrs. Dash Garlic & Herb Salt Free Spice 1 tbsp. Smart Balance (no Trans-fat) margarine, or butter. ˝ Cup Water 1 Cup Pineapple or Mango chunks (optional)
Steam some vegetables. Spray a medium frying pan with a light coating of no-stick (optional). Heat the pan on high, and then add the steak. Allow the fish to sear but do NOT turn the fish over. When the meat begins to turn white from the bottom up, reduce the heat to medium. Add water and margarine or butter. Sprinkle a thick coating of Mrs. Dash Garlic & Herb over entire top of fish. Cover and let the fish cook. Check it occasionally, watching for when the fish turns completely white. It will be done in about five minutes. Spoon the pineapple or mango chunks into the sauce about a minute before the fish is done. Test with a fork to make sure the inside of the fish is also white. Do not overcook. By this time the water, margarine and spices will have cooked down to a thicker sauce. If not, you can continue to allow the sauce to thicken to your preference after the meat is removed. Immediately drizzle sauce over the fish and rice and side dishes for added flavor.
When cooking for more than one person, add more margarine proportionately; increase the fruit, and add more water sparingly, just enough to make the quantity of sauce you need.
It was a bit of work for me to put some of my recipes together. My grandmother used to pinch a little of this and a little of that. Try writing recipes or publishing recipes described that way. A cookbook reader would need a sense of humor, however, to tolerate some of the stories I’ve written with my recipes. Watch for more. A short story or two is still needed to finish my cookbook writing. But I’ll be publishing recipes here. Oh yes, I neglected to photograph while writing recipes. So pictures could eventually show up on this site as well.
If you’re interested in publishing recipes or cookbook writing, think about how you might bring your project to fruition, maybe on your own Web site.
Oh, and don’t forget, I would love to hear about you publishing recipes, but if you try one of mine, let me know how you liked it.
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