Next came the fish preparation. Off with the scales and onto the grill. They looked pretty scary, but Jensen still wanted to be in on it.
Not long after our food went to the grill, it was ready – and it smelled divine, and tasted so good that I can still remember it.
Our table, as set by five year old Jensen. He said it was ready for me to take pictures of and that no one was allowed to eat before Mommy had taken a photograph of it.