Growing up in Dublin meant going to the local chipper on a friday to get your fish and chips. Apart from smoked or fresh cod the next favourite was Ray, it was a bit more expensive than the cod but I remember it as being a family favourite and there was enough to go around if the old man had gotten plenty of overtime.
Even the dog got to munch on the Ray wing bones as they were long and soft, occasionally my mother would buy fresh Ray at the Moore Street market and she needed a pliers to pull the skin off. The ammonia smell that came from some Ray seemed to indicate that it wasn't the freshest as far as I can remember and they used to refer to it as 'Pissy' ray. Cods Roe was another favourite from the market which is rare to find nowadays, boiled in a big pot then left to cool and put in the fridge, when it was cold it was easier to cut (like large white pudding) then coated lightly in seasoned flour and pan fried in a little butter....Heaven!
Even the dog got to munch on the Ray wing bones as they were long and soft, occasionally my mother would buy fresh Ray at the Moore Street market and she needed a pliers to pull the skin off. The ammonia smell that came from some Ray seemed to indicate that it wasn't the freshest as far as I can remember and they used to refer to it as 'Pissy' ray. Cods Roe was another favourite from the market which is rare to find nowadays, boiled in a big pot then left to cool and put in the fridge, when it was cold it was easier to cut (like large white pudding) then coated lightly in seasoned flour and pan fried in a little butter....Heaven!
