So I don't like kippers. Perhaps I hate kippers. I'm certainly not a fan of kippers... now that I've had them. I found some frozen smoked Scottish kippers in the local supermarket recently. Having read a lot about them and watching a River Cottage episode that featured them, I just had to have some. They were expensive!
Well naturally since they're native to a country that leagues away west. Anyway, I followed the instruction on the packet, which was to boil the the pack in water until the butter in it melted, open the pack (this is where I ran into trouble) and eat it on bread with butter.
Well naturally since they're native to a country that leagues away west. Anyway, I followed the instruction on the packet, which was to boil the the pack in water until the butter in it melted, open the pack (this is where I ran into trouble) and eat it on bread with butter.
Despite the fact that I live in a country where people eat all sorts of smelly food i.e. durian; I really couldn't stomach the smell of kippers once I opened the pack. I felt like throwing it away, but I couldn't just bin it because it cost the earth, so here's what I did.
I boiled some potatoes, mashed it, mashed the kipper fillets together with it, added some turmeric powder, cumin powder, crushed black pepper, rolled them into large balls, flattened them slightly and breaded them in some breadcrumbs. They got fried and eaten with some mayonnaise and chilli sauce.
I may not like kippers, but I do like kipper cutlet. Occasionally. Once in a blue moon perhaps? Let's just say - to quote a friend of mine - 'I've been there, done that and bought the t-shirt'.
