Food on Thursday night

The oysters and flounder were wednesday night. Last night we had skate (raie over here), which P said he doesn't like. Instead of just sauteeing it, I actually looked up a couple of recipes. Found one by Elizabeth David (English grande dame on the subject of food, of yesteryear), and another by Daniel Boulud (very much contemporary, chef at "Daniel", one of the many places we can't afford to go to in NYC). They said the same thing. So I put it in salt water, brought it to a boil, and simmered it for 5 minutes. Drained it, skinned it, put it back in the pan with more cold salt water, lots of vinegar, and herbs. Brought it to a boil and drained it. Then I made this blackened butter, put drained capers and red wine vinegar in it, poured it over the fish, put a bit of parsley on it, and served it with the ubiquitous petites pommes de terre nouvelles (small new potatoes, boiled, drained, dried, with butter and parsley...died and gone to heaven good). Some heirloom tomatoes sliced and dressed. The skate was great. P took back all the bad things he's said about the poor fish.

We've been eating so late that I have trouble eating a full meal. You'd think I'd lose weight, but I haven't.