Apparently, neither could he. Unable to jump immediately on a Boston-bound plane, Dad sent some salty little harbingers to buoy me until his arrival. A few days after our conversation, a package arrived. Inside, atop a beautiful, tissue paper wrapped bundle, sat the following note:
Yes, Dad had sent me sardines. Imagine my surprise and delight! There is nothing like two red tins of sardines, delicately placed on a cushion of crumpled tissue paper to lift the spirits. I laughed my head off. This was food therapy at its best.
I ate the first set of sardines (item #1 in Dad's note, above) with a fork right out of the tin. A few days later, I tried Dad's sardine sandwich (item #2). It was everything the note had promised: pungent and delicious.
With these two humble tins of sardines, I was off, down the briny road to the tinned fish shelf at Whole Foods. I filled my basket with tidy packs of herring, mackerel, anchovies, and, of course, more sardines. Mostly I'm a directly from the tin kind of girl, but tonight I decided to take some anchovies to the next level by incorporating them into a dish.
I washed and dried some organic romaine. Using my mother-in-law's flawless technique (thank you, Sarah!), I peeled and segmented a grapefruit. Finally, I opened the little yellow tin of Roland anchovies and eyed the pleasing circles of fish wrapped around single capers.Onto the salad they went, and a splash of oil and vinegar and a grind of pepper later, I was ready to dig in. Notes for next time: I'll try broiling the grapefruit and adding something a little sweet to the vinaigrette to cut the salt and tanginess.
I'll close with a pic: