Love your stories, Pat! I could almost smell those sardines and feel the flames in this one. I’m also fascinated by the binchotan charcoal, though I can’t imagine using it here in tinder-dry, fire-prone LA.
It's weird stuff, more for serious cooks, I think. But yeah, not use it in dry country--where I am is so damp moss grows on you if you stand still too long and even then it left a little burnt hole in the deck (don't tell my husband)
Love your stories, Pat! I could almost smell those sardines and feel the flames in this one. I’m also fascinated by the binchotan charcoal, though I can’t imagine using it here in tinder-dry, fire-prone LA.
It's weird stuff, more for serious cooks, I think. But yeah, not use it in dry country--where I am is so damp moss grows on you if you stand still too long and even then it left a little burnt hole in the deck (don't tell my husband)
“Jesus, Mary and Joseph!” Love it. Great story, Pat, your plate of sardines and glass of cold white wine look beautiful. You made his day!
Sweet, little story. I have only had the canned variety.
Whole and grilled are a whole other story!
I love grilled fresh sardines and your story, too, Pat.
I don't like sardines but I love your story.
Totally understand that--I hated them until I grilled them!
Thank you and totally understand. I didn't either until I grilled them. it somehow sweetens the meat.