was not the only fishing success on the day. He also upped the bluegill count to 10
, crossing the threshold for a fry - so our dinner plans were set. The bass was filleted and frozen to wait another meal - another day.
Before moving on to the blug story, let us first complete the usual over-documentation of his fine opening day bass.
The blugs were cleaned per my usual preferred methodology, by gutting, de-finning, and scaling the small fry rather than waste anything on "one bite" fillets.
Blugs on death row awaiting execution
A blug-eye view of the executioner
Dad was worried about eating fried bluegills (No... really... he was. I know.) So I thought I'd try an experiment. The blugs were breaded as per my new preferred methodology (dust with flour, egg dip, then coat with Italian bread crumbs - coincidentally the same technique I now prefer for abalone
). Five were fried in oil as usual. The other five were lightly sprayed with oil then put on the grill.
"Excellent. You can taste a difference since cooking in grease adds some flavor, but it is not a big difference and - to the tell the truth - I prefer the grilled." - SJW
A perfect grilled blug fillet - filleted after cooking, by simply lifting out the bones.Rail House IPA, garlic rice, baked potato, blugs.
A fine repast.