no duckies were harmed in the making of this journal.

some from around here probably remember the last one posted, the strawberries and powdered sugar alco-jello thingies (3 trials reported, 3 successes, including one done as catering a formal dinner, woo!). those who've endured me for longer than that probably remember the Chocalypse Cake, which was somewhat less successful, or the DoomBagel Omlette, which was delicious, but messy as all getout.

two more today, The Fish-Kabobs of Mordor, and an as-yet unnammed fusion Pierogi thing. if anyone tries them, please let me know how they go, they are for me, after all, theoretical exercises until one has access to a proper kitchen.

for the Fish-Kabobs of Mordor, get sizable fillets of two different fish, one 'heavy' fish (ie: salmon, bass, etc) and one 'light' fish (ie: whitefish, flounder) several whole rashers of bacon (ie, so you've got the stripy part and the eye, yes you see where this is going), and some largeish scallops.

cut the fillets into more or less equal sized chunks then marinate the lightfish in lemon, rock/sea salt, and some minced parsley. do the dark fish in seeded mustard and black pepper, or hot english mustard and paprika. if anyone uses the weaksauce american mustard whose only relation to real mustard is that its yellow, i will cry ;.; do the scallops in something violent, if i get the chance to do it i'm gonna use portuguese peri-peri sauce, a bit of garlic, and maybe a bit of horseradish, not sure on that last.

once they've marinated, spike your first fish cube just past the tip. then lay one end of the stripy portion of the bacon on it, place a cube of the other fish, wrap the bacon overtop of it, and spike down, once again until the tip just protrudes. repeat until you've gone through two stripy bacon portions, and thus have two eyes left. use them to form a 'cup' around one of the scallops, and then spike that on top to be the Firey Eye of Sauron atop your tower. Make as many kabobs as you've gathered mats for, then bang 'em in a griller, turning frequently, until it's done. usually reckoned by me to be when your stomach says it will kill you if those smells don't become tastes -pronto-.



hrm. took too long to type that, i need to go to work. if i remember, i'll edit in the pierogi thing when i get home. EDIT: crap. i forgot the pierogi recipe. will put it in when/if i remember it.