Fish

With all the recipes bouncing around Facebook it reminded me of something that happened when I was a child, maybe six or so. on the night I was supposed to enter the hospital for mastoid surgery, my father told me I could have whatever I wanted for dinner. Without hesitating I said smelt. Today I wonder if anyone even knows what that is. It is a little fried fish with the head and guts removed. I clearly remember cleaning them to get them ready to fry. My father was the cook in our family.