Or fish cakes.
The recipe is from a cook book I gained custody of by being the first to leave home.
I would have flicked through this book so many time growing up. For inspiration or out of boredom or just in search of something to cook.
My signature dish growing up was the chocolate cake. It was always good for impressing the rellies when they came over.
But the fish cakes I remember as a family favourite.
Super easy, it’s mashed potatoes with tinned tuna. Rolled into breadcrumbs and then fried.
It’s a really simple recipe which is gentle on the stomach (part of it’s appeal this week.)
I only wish there was a couple left over to put in a sandwich. But they went pretty quickly. They’re good cold from the fridge as well as hot.
2 thoughts on “A taste of growing up”
mmmm looks great!
This looks so yummy 🙂