Easter is coming. Lamb is the main course, but a trout and scallop terrine tastes good first.
Forty days separate Ash Wednesday from Easter Sunday, a period that some, after a long disregard for this practice, use to fast again. Even if today it’s mostly about losing weight and not about contrition and repentance, even if it’s not the meat that people swear off, it’s the alcohol. It doesn’t hurt to tackle one of the few oases on the hike through the culinary desert, the fish. Let’s dedicate ourselves to it in its most beloved form, boned and in small portions.