This is wicked good.
That is a wicked understatement.
You'd be wicked smaht to make this. Like, tonight.
Now, before I get all annoying and keep spelling words like New Englander's talk, I have to tell you a funny story. Disclaimer: I actually kind of have a country accent. I always thought I spoke perfect English with no accent what so ever, but I've since been told other wise. Keep this is mind while you read this story AND when you read me trying to type like I'm talking in a Bawston accent.
Second disclaimer: I am a HUGE fan of the Boston Celtics, Red Sox and Boston accents make me swoon.
Okay. Now. Fresh out of high school, before I had any inkling about what I wanted to do with my life, I was an internet and cable technician for a cable company. I won't name it here because you probably ALL have it and HATE it. :) On game days, our service would suck and go out a lot. Do you see where I'm going with this? Everyone from Mass would call. And I hate to say it, but most of the time it was yelling. I mean like, screaming. In the accent. And I would just smile. Because a) really? It's just your cable/internet. and b) I loved listening to the accent. AND I always got rewarded for being able to turn Mass people's frowns upside down. Because I'd be like "what's up with Rondo, what is Ortiz up to?" And then they would swoon. In their own way. But the story is. The very first time I took a phone call from a Mass resident, it pops up and says Worcester. I do my thing. They say they need to go to a *CableTown location. I say "okay, the closest one is in Warchesterrr." Their mood then totally changed and we laughed together and then they taught me how to say "Woostah." So, yes, the first time I said "Warchesterrr" I genuinely meant it by accident and "oh, poor me southern girl." But, I got such a great response, I owned it. And used it. Along with Rondo and Ortiz. And that is the story of how New Englander's typically love me, and I them. (RIP The Celtics dream team.)
That was all completely unnecessary. But, this fish though. This cod. This Cape cod. This dreaming of Cape Cod. This dream team of ingredients. MAKE THIS. Let's have a kegga and cook up this cod.
Serves 2 (or 3, if you have a normal appetite)
You will need:
2 cod fillets
1/2 sleeve of organic crackers (Ritz style. Please do not use anything else)
3 tablespoons of butter, unsalted
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
You can put your crackers in a ziploc bag and using a rolling pin (or your strong hands) to crush them. Crush them up in little pieces. It will almost look like a flour. Some chunks are fine! :)
Put your 3 tablespoons of butter in a bowl and microwave until melted all of the way down into a liquid. Transfer your crushed crackers into the butter bowl. Mix well.
Rub your butter block onto a glass baking dish. Place your two thawed cod fillets down on the dish. Add a pinch of salt to each fillet. Then press your cracker mixture on top of each fillet.
Bake for 20 minutes, or until fish flakes easily.
Ohhhhhh boy. Ohhhhhhh yes. Ohhhhhhh buttery cod.
We had ours with some extremely simple, yet deeeelicious, roasted broccolini.
I feel you, cape cod. I feel you, New England. I feel you, Boston. You'll feel me after you make this.
Well, yes. I did take crackers and dip them in Kerrygold while this was baking. I'm glad you asked. #fat