The Tailor (Pomatomus saltatrix) pictured left, was a tough customer.We had to beach the creature to land it, navigating by torchlight down the slippery rock wall into waist deep water among hidden rock pools and a raging swell. Once back to our spot Uncle Monty bled the fish to maintain the utmost table quality and we headed home.
So tonight I decided to give this glorious fish a simple treatment: served crispy skinned on mash with saffron braised leek and steamed veg.
I won't add a recipe here, all I will say is that I pondered writing a poncy recipe starting "Firstly, catch one five pound tailor at your local surf beach using pilchards on ganged hooks at or around dusk." but realised there are really only so many people who would appreciate such a thing, or be able to do it.