tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547067420689722925.post3133903168566229107..comments2023-08-13T11:58:31.588-04:00Comments on Ghulf Genes: Asian CarpADhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06408980212433714362noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547067420689722925.post-64385517083195163972013-02-23T23:58:00.391-05:002013-02-23T23:58:00.391-05:00I seemed to remember hearing that carp often has a...I seemed to remember hearing that carp often has a muddy taste, so I investigated. It turns out that it often does, but you can easily prevent that by catching it live and letting it swim around in clean fresh water for a few days. (If you don't, it still might good, but it seems to be more of a gamble.) So perhaps that's a reason for our underappreciating carp on the food end -- maybe we no longer have enough patience to make sure it's properly prepared.<br /><br />I like fish myself, but the only fish I really ate growing up was catfish.Brandonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06698839146562734910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547067420689722925.post-45710096831695604452013-02-23T15:41:53.630-05:002013-02-23T15:41:53.630-05:00Having spent my early childhood in Poland, I still...Having spent my early childhood in Poland, I still remember fish, most often carp, being served late on New Year's Eve, jellied with carrots, pickles and other pieces of veggies; a very colorful plate surrounded by more pickled veggies. Early in the day and under my grandmother's direction the cook would prepare this dish with great care. It was then served cold, as a sort of appetizer around midnight. Have not eaten it since and no longer even remember it's taste. But always liked those pickled veggies.Brigittehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14002034412151764344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547067420689722925.post-79398520200055543212013-02-23T12:17:47.035-05:002013-02-23T12:17:47.035-05:00Catching fish is one thing, eating fish another. M...Catching fish is one thing, eating fish another. My sister and I are two in the family who'd rather not. She was absolutely fierce about it; as for me, my Mother could make me cave for a forkful at a time at most. But sitting on a rock, watching that bobber, my long bamboo pole near at hand? Pure joy.ADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06408980212433714362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3547067420689722925.post-68455993163555093912013-02-23T09:48:59.349-05:002013-02-23T09:48:59.349-05:00Drive-through fishing!
I used to fish carp in the...Drive-through fishing!<br /><br />I used to fish carp in the Pecos River, which was always fun. We didn't eat them, though (although we ourselves didn't eat much fish of any kind). They outbreed and outsurvive almost anything else, so their population is always in the process of exploding.Brandonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06698839146562734910noreply@blogger.com