Mrs. Cedars - Your cedar plank Salmon looks delicious. I'll have to try that some day.
It reminds me to some degree of a recipe that my father taught me that has some similarities. Some of you longtime US readers (especially from the South) may recognize this.
My father was born in 1915, so as a teenager he was forced to live right through the very worst of the Great Depression. His folks were not quite Oklahoma "dirt farmers" - not because they were better off than most people in Oklahoma - but because they didn't even own dirt.
Oklahoma still had a lot of of Native Americans mixed among the poor whites in many small towns. The Depression forced everyone to share and try to help out in any way they could. My dad happened to have a young American Indian friend that played with him on the high school football team. One day my father happened to remark that his parents didn't have any food for the upcoming weekend and they were going to have to share a single loaf of bread amongst the 4 of them from Friday until Monday. Dad's Indian friend told him that he should go down and catch some fish at a nearby river.
"But there ain't nothing good in that river," Dad said. "Just some little ol' minnows and some nasty old carp."
"Carp makes a good meal as long as it's prepared right," his friend remarked. "Here's how you do it. Catch yourself a big ol' fat carp. Take it home, but keep it outside. It'll stink up your house real bad if you cook it inside. Dig a hole in your yard, bout three feet deep'll do. Shove some clean river sand on the bottom. Get yourself a nice cedar plank, the wider the better. Set it down on top of the sand and then pile a bunch hot coals around the edges. Put that ol' carp down on the board. Then add a bunch of salt and pepper. Toss in some radishes, celery stalks, pretty much whatever you can lay your hands on. Tomatoes and green peppers are good if you got 'em. Dandelions'll do. Add some more salt and pepper. If you have some cooking oil or some butter, sprinkle it all over. Add some cayenne and some o' your grandma's cooking wine - if she got any. Take a second board and lay it on top over that ol' nasty fish and then pile some hot coals on top of that. Use some tin foil if you got some, but it don't matter. Cover the pit with some dirt and let that old fish cook for about 6 or 7 hours. Longer won't hurt."
My dad asked what he should do next. His friend responded, "After about half a day, dig it up and clean all the ashes and dirt offen those boards. Then get both of them boards out of the pit and brush them off."
"Yeah. But then what about the fish?"
"Throw away the fish and serve the boards for dinner..."
Although this story is certainly nonsense, my dad used to love to tell it right during a fancy fish dinner (trout, bass, or catfish). But the truth is that the Seminole Indians living in Florida and other parts of the south did eat carp and managed to survive pretty well. It is said that they had awful body odor due to the fish oils in their diet, but they were never bothered by mosquitoes and stayed fed during the worst of times. They were also hard to wrestle with. The colonists would die from malaria, yellow fever and starvation because they simply couldn't stomache eating disgustingcarp.
So Mrs. Cedars - see if you can come up with a new recipe for our southern USA friends who have that disgusting fish in practically every lake and stream. I'm sure you can do it. You've got the planks going already...
JV