He’s just a hero of a man.
You see, he’s taught me alot of things..
how to use tools,
love people sincerely, love my spouse deeply, love God entirely, and never waste food. : )
Like I said… a hero of a man.
He and my adorable mother have a humble small getaway cabin in the mountains, about 1 hour away from their home in Colorado Springs. There is a lake here, stocked with fish, and it belongs to the residents of their little cabin community. They spend A LOT of time there, and any chance we get to join them is a real treat.
This week, the whole family joined them for a bbq and we had a blast. We all walked down to the lake with our fishing rods, and snacks..
…and lucked out with catching a handful of fish!!
Well..I didn’t. And I’m still bitter. But whatever.
oooowWEEE, look at that!
Dad cleaned and gutted these trout, & immediately whipped up his special recipe that he’s always done so perfectly. I snapped a few shots of him doing his thing, along with a step by step of “Daddy’s Mountain Fried Fish” : )
1. Filet the fish
2. Start a pan on the stove with an inch-ish of coconut oil. *olive works too.
3. Beat an egg in a bowl
4. In separate bowl, combine 1 cup flour, 1 TBSP garlic powder, salt, pepper, and Italian seasonings
5. Check your oil. If it sizzles when you sprinkle water in it, it’s ready.
6. Dip fish in egg, then dip in the flour mixture
7. Lay it in the hot oil
8. When it’s done, put it on plate with a layer of paper towel to absorb some moisture/oil.
Another one of my dad’s specialties when I was growing up, is his majorly awesome delicious breakfast’s. How fitting was it when yesterday, he texted me this photo of the hot breakfast he made at the cabin?? Complete with another mountain fried trout : )
So proud of him and all the things he still teaches me every day. I could not – literally COULD NOT imagine my life without dad.