Fail

Why I don't make New Year's resolutions:

A couple of weeks ago, I thought it would be a good idea to try to eat fish more often. Like once a week. And not just any fish, but tuna because it's good for you.

We always have tuna the same way. The Fiance prepares it and it is fabulous. We thought we might want to branch out and try something different, though, if we were going to eat it once a week.

Last week The Fiance marinated a tuna steak in soy sauce and sesame oil - sounds yummy, no? I love sesame. (I've GOT to try that recipe Pam left in the comments. It sounds wonderful.) He got the grill nice and hot and grilled the tuna. It took longer than we thought but was by no stretch overcooked.

But.

The fish, it tasted, fishy.

That sounds nonsensical but I grew up eating catfish, farm-raised catfish. Grain-fed farm-raised catfish is a white fish with a mild, almost sweet taste. It can be prepared a jillion different ways. That's the kind of fish I'm used to.

The Fiance said that he, too, thought it tasted fishier than usual. Maybe it was the marinade, maybe it was the longer cooking time on a grill rather than the quick stove-top sear. Maybe it was the piece of fish.

Next time we're going to try the same marinade seared on the stove-top.

We had the wonderful shredded brussel sprout dish with it, although we used turkey bacon and substituted olive oil for part of the butter. It was good but, I have to say, not the transcendental experience the first time was.

In other news, earlier this week, we re-tried a previous just-okay recipe and the second time around it was delicious. I'll post that one soon.