That moment where you wake & remember that, in high spirits having handed in a manuscript, you bought 1.2kg of monkfish livers the night before and ur fridge is now groaning with marine offal
This is apparently how I celebrate now. By bulk-buying anglerfish guts. I've become a broken parody of my own work.
In fairness there are some Japanese recipes that turn this stuff into the food of the gods, but right now it's pretty heavy going to behold. And if you know me at all, you know that's not something I say lightly. It's devilish stuff.
