Stuffed to the gills
May. 14th, 2006 04:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dreamflowerWell we took Mom with us to Wiggins (a little town about 40 miles to the north of here) to a catfish house for lunch. This particular place is *really*really* good!
I had the all-you-can-eat catfish platter with fries and hushpuppies, and I got a salad instead of coleslaw. The catfish was so crispy on the outside, and perfectly flaky on the inside, and the hushpuppies were scratch--not the frozen kinds with jalapenos in them that many places use now!
Jim and Mom also split an order of fried dill pickles--but those are flat too salty for me.
I will probably be dreaming I'm a fish tonight...
I had the all-you-can-eat catfish platter with fries and hushpuppies, and I got a salad instead of coleslaw. The catfish was so crispy on the outside, and perfectly flaky on the inside, and the hushpuppies were scratch--not the frozen kinds with jalapenos in them that many places use now!
Jim and Mom also split an order of fried dill pickles--but those are flat too salty for me.
I will probably be dreaming I'm a fish tonight...
