Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Fry it up

So, for all you Catholics and Catholic lovers out there, today marks the start of the Lenten season. And you know what that means. We give up things. Bad things, like coffee, dessert and meat on Fridays. And yet, giving up the latter -- abstaining, if you will -- gives us a free pass to gorge on the equally bad fried fish. And we do it all in the name of Catholicism. And supporting the Church.

Glory, glory, how I love it.

Now that Mary Clare is old enough to nosh on all things fried from the sea, you better believe we'll be trucking out to some local parishes for the next seven Fridays. Sadly, St. Margaret of Scotland doesn't do a parish fish fry, but luckily our south city neighborhood is a treasure trove of all things fried, canned, buttered and right with the world. Oh, and let's talk about the buck fifty cans of Bud Light. I'm not an A-B girl by any means, but even I must admit that its light, icy coldness is the perfect accompaniment to a sodium-laden dinner.

Friday can't get here fast enough.


  1. I stumbled across this little gem this morning --

    Love me some fried fish!

  2. still searching for a good fish fry in KC. This will be my Lenten mission. Oh how I long for some potato salad from the VFW in Highland...


  3. My old parish, St. Ferdinand, is often known as the best fish fry in St. Louis. I'd be you out there some Friday night!

  4. Seriously, Sherri, why did you have to mention the VFW's potato salad. I could eat a vat of it right now.

  5. Hi there! Just following along. My kids LOVE fish and Basa is a hit because it's not as fishy tasting. I wish my church did some sort of fish fry... that would be so much fun!


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