Yes! Fish on Friday was a must. I miss those days when the rules were simple and everyone followed them, we didn't try to buck every single thing that made out life what it was.
And I think life was good, for the most part.
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Well maybe even back then I bucked the rules, I never liked fish back then, I used to get a hot dog, well not the Hot dogs you have here, it was basically a a saveloy coated in batter and deep friend, ohh and a pineapple fritter as well as the fries or chips as we called them
hmm I am guessing you have heard of saveloys, its a seasoned type of sausage normally with a bright pinky red casing or skin
Yes, they remind me of a seasoned hot dog, although I know they are really sausage. That is the closest comparison and yes, sometimes battered and fried. My kids say they are fancy corn dogs.
But, they are that pink color that belongs only to them.
Oh, pineapple fritter?! Now that might be tasty!! What was I thinking? Of course, you bucked the rules, even back then. My dad took us fishing, so it sort of made it obligatory that you would want to eat your catch. LOL
I must admit after growing up with deep fried saveloys in a nice batter, I just cant stand corndogs they batter is too think for me
as my late MUm said to Lulu once JJ was always different lOL
my Dad I don't think was into fishing, gardening was his thing, and playing billiards at the RSA