I tried to make salmon for dinner...it was an unmitigated disaster.
This is made all the more embarrassing for me by the fact that, literally, across the street from me lives a fellow law student who is a longtime commercial fisherman from Alaska and who would probably blow out an artery if he saw what I did to this poor piece of fish. I think he's still out of town this weekend so I didn't bother to call and ask for advice. I should have called.
Then, despite the fact that it totally tasted like fish ass when I was done cooking it, I ate it anyway because, hey, it was expensive and I'm poor. It won't kill me, but damn, I coulda spent that money on pizza and beer or something. Blech.
