When I was growing up, a "fish fry" was a common event in our family. Our family enjoyed fishing and so did my dad's co-workers and the men at our church. It was a fun and easy way to feed lots of people and have fun, too! The usual side dishes were slaw, hushpuppies and french fries. When Hubby and I were dating, he told me his mom served grits with fried fish. I was sure he was
mistaken...no one eats grits with fish! Well, sometime later during a visit to see his parents, she proved him correct! I wasn't sure about it, but I (being the polite guest that I am! ha! ha!) tried it...and what do you know...I liked it! There's something about the flavors of the fish, ketchup, and the buttery grits that is pretty tasty. It became a standard in our home, too.
We have a basket of fish from Hubby's fishing trips in our freezer. So, guess what we had for dinner...
you guessed it...fish and grits! Hubby LOVES fish...catching them and eating them. So, he was a happy man tonight!
Reminds me how important it is to be open to new things. You never know what opportunities and blessings God has waiting for you....on the other side of that new adventure!