Dinner last night was a pretty simple affair. I filleted the bluegill and perch from Sunday’s ice fishing adventure, and had a home fish fry.
A few stabbings occurred. None of them with my knife, but bluegill spines can easily get you even after they’re dead. The lone little perch you see up there was a fluke- she swallowed the hook on my tip up, so we kept her. She also turned out to be a very pregnant she. This is totally the wrong time of year for perch to have eggs- they spawn in Spring when the water warms back up.
Anyhow, I got the fish cleaned, then I mixed up some beer batter and heated the oil. While that heated, I sliced up some potatoes to make into home fries.
Then I did the thing. I dropped them into boiling oil. The fish fry at 375, the potatoes at whatever temperature is at the very top of my frying/candy thermometer. I whipped up a little tartar sauce, and dinner was served.