Tonight we had fish tacos, without the taco part. :) It was more like a burrito, so Dad kept calling them fish burritos, even though we told him different.
The assembly line:
As you can see, we broke out the fancy plates for this meal. Okay, not really; they're just paper plates.
Also, when Dad asked how we were making them, Mama said this:
"You say this, Tom: Fishy, Fishy, come swim into my taco!" Is that not hilarious? She said it complete with hand motions, too!
The finished product! It was yummy, but Mama and I both agreed that we need to have some sort of sauce on it.