Our little town has a new fresh fish market. Open Friday afternoons and Saturday mornings only. My seafood-loving, mountain-living, wonderful cook of a father is in heaven. Luckily he is also very generous with his interests. And it's payday.
So tonight, on the menu: Never-frozen peel-and-eat shrimp cooked in beer and butter. Never-frozen grouper stuffed with crabmeat, drenched in butter and topped with capers. Steamed asparagus on the side. Mmmm. And you know? Except for all the butter, and, well, the wine we'll enjoy with it, the meal isn't too far off our diet.
Of course, the diet doesn't officially start until tomorrow. And there is some Halloween candy for dessert.