Until recently, eel was one of those dishes we'd order in Chinese restaurants but rarely made at home. You know the rigmarole ... going to a live fish market, picking your fish, bringing the poor bugger home, trying to kill it as humanely as possible (me being as squeamish as they come doesn't help here) and then cooking it in a way which will honour both the fish and the effort involved. Guess what? Mum decided she would take it upon herself to do all of this because nobody else in th...


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