It’s nice to know that no matter my age some things do not change, like my Mother’s favorite question “What would you like for dinner?“.
We usually start this discussion about a week before I come home to visit.
There is the obvious chicken. No one eats more chicken than my Mother. Chicken Farmers should send her a Christmas card.
The option of beef which I can not help but respond to like a petulant child “I live in Alberta why do I want to come home and eat beef?!”
This is where it becomes clear that I’ve become a walking, talking, fish loving cliché.
I come home (back east) from living ‘out west’ and all I want to eat is fish. It just seems wrong not to. At the fish counter I’m like a kid in a candy store, a kid who is actively trying to get mercury poisoning. It all looks amazing and I want it all…
Yes, we do have fish in Alberta, but it is so prohibitively expensive that I don’t cook fish much. Plus growing up on the ocean I am very particular about fish, which is a nice way of saying I have a major dislike for frozen fish.
I recall as a child that when family would visit they would often request fish and would always leave with fish. It always seemed a bit… much. Now that I’m living away (sad sigh) and see the other side of it (aka have become the cliché) I should really apologize for every moan about eating fish again because we had visitors.
You are probably assuming that growing up we ate fish all the time. In reality I don’t really remember eating a lot of fish. Maybe once every other week or so, not counting the weekly tuna casserole of course, but I do not recall eating fish every week. At this point I’m pretty sure my Mom in writing a running comment reading this post! There were exceptions of course, and usually we had more fish in the summer, and a lot more during lobster season. However, in my mind throughout the winter we did not eat fish that often.
Now no matter the season, when I’m home I always want to eat fish. I suppose it is true, you always want what you can not have. And fresh fish is no exception.
This first week home I have fish planned for dinner just about every night and I couldn’t be more excited!! Mercury poisoning be damn! Okay I probably shouldn’t joke, it is a real thing, but very over hyped and you’d have to eat a lot of high mercury fish for it to be toxic. Or at least that is what I am going to be telling myself.
Being at home I wasn’t sure about blogging, but this was just too delicious not to share with all of you. Hopefully you enjoy this simple recipe for pan-seared swordfish with pepper brown butter sauce as much as we did! Swordfish is one of my favorites, but with the extra punch of the peppercorns and garlic this recipe is a new favorite. So much flavor, so easy to prepare, this would be a great recipe to serve guests and wow them. For our dinner I served the fish with cauliflower puree, roasted carrots and sautéed asparagus.
- 4 1-inch Swordfish Steaks
- 4 tablespoons unsalted butter
- 1 tablespoon fresh parsley, chopped + more for garnish
- 2 garlic cloves, minced
- 1 tablespoons coarsely ground mixed peppercorns
- 1 tablespoon heavy cream
- oil for frying
- Mix butter with parsley, garlic, and peppercorns and set aside.
- Season swordfish steaks with salt and pepper.
- Add oil to fry pan and heat over medium-high heat. Once pan is hot, sear steaks 3 minutes each side, only turning once. Remove fish from pan, set aside and cover with foil.
- In the same pan, all the butter over medium heat whisking constantly until butter is foaming and browning. Remove from heat, whisk in cream and check seasoning.
- Plate with vegetables and top fish with pepper butter sauce. Garnish with fresh parsley.