here fishy, fishy, fishy...

That's how you catch fish, right? The last time I went fishing, it was between my junior and senior year of high school... or between senior year of high school and freshman year of college. Whatever. It was a LONG time ago. Anyway, all I remember is sitting in a boat for hours with my two oldest brothers catching nothing. Then, in a moment of true grace, I got my fishing line stuck in a tree. When Keith was trying to get it unhooked, he said 'Let go!' .... so I did. It turns out he was talking to the tree, not me, and there was my pole, swinging from the tree. They don't invite me to go fishing anymore.

Now, the closest I get to fishing is digging it out of the freezer... and I do pretty well with that. Last week, I caught some nice walleye in there! I haven't made fish much myself, but a colleague of mine was talking about how she liked to make breaded walleye - so why not?

I won't write out the whole recipe because I followed this pretty closely. It was good, but you didn't really taste the honey in the breading itself and while I was a little weirded out about drizzling honey on my fish, I tried it when I didn't taste it in the batter - and it's actually really good! At least I thought so. Try it sometime and let me know what you think. :)