oldcoot
Senior Cook
A raw recruit back in 1945 at Shephard Field in Witchita Falls, Texas, I had a 4 hour pass. Hopped a bus into "town", and happened on a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant. Being broke and hungry, I ordered, for two bits, something this L.A. cityboy had never heard of: Catfish Flakes!
Boy, were they delicioous! Abig dinner plate rounded with the little one-inch square, corn meal covered, deep fried chunks of catfish.
And I have been trying ever since to duplicate them - with no success. BW tried, too - and also failed.
Last evening I decided to give it one more try.
Cut the catfish into thin slices, then into near inch squares. Coated all with a 50-50 mix of flour and corn meal, plus salt and pepper. Then into half & half milk, and back into the flour mixture and into moderatedly hot oil for about 8 minutes until golden.
****! They were just like I remembered! Mmmmm!
Boy, were they delicioous! Abig dinner plate rounded with the little one-inch square, corn meal covered, deep fried chunks of catfish.
And I have been trying ever since to duplicate them - with no success. BW tried, too - and also failed.
Last evening I decided to give it one more try.
Cut the catfish into thin slices, then into near inch squares. Coated all with a 50-50 mix of flour and corn meal, plus salt and pepper. Then into half & half milk, and back into the flour mixture and into moderatedly hot oil for about 8 minutes until golden.
****! They were just like I remembered! Mmmmm!