Robin Ellis

These were from the Mediterranean–recommended by the Castres fishmonger. She favoured them over larger ones, equally fresh looking, but from the Atlantic.

Out of the oven…

and onto the plate!

“Delicious” said Meredith asking, after her fifth, if there were more!

I remember years ago how hard it was to persuade her–girl from the mid-west–that eating fresh sardines was a million miles from eating the tinned variety, which she detested.

For a reminder of the recipe  (posted on  a sad summer day last year).