Took Tyler fishing in Galveston. Just the two of us, a rented bay boat, and enough sunscreen to waterproof a house.
We left at 4:30 AM because fish don't care about your sleep schedule. Tyler slept in the truck on the drive down I-45 with his hat over his face, looking exactly like me at fourteen except taller and less angry. We picked up the boat at a marina off Seawall Boulevard and I pointed us toward the west bay, where the speckled trout hang out in the grass flats if you know where to look.
I know where to look. Five years on shrimp boats teaches you the water. The color of it, the smell of it, the way the current moves over a flat versus a channel. That knowledge doesn't leave you, even twenty years later. It's in my body the same way Ma's cooking is in her hands.
Tyler caught three specks and a redfish. He lost two more. I caught four specks and a flounder. We fished for five hours, barely talked, and it was the best morning I've had all year. There's something about being on the water with your son that strips away all the noise — the custody schedule, the teenage attitude, the homework fights, the fact that he still hasn't cleaned his room in three weeks. On the water, we're just two people with rods in our hands, waiting for a bite.
I told him about the shrimp boats. Not the bad parts — not Carlos, not the storm — but the good parts. The sunrise over the Gulf. The way a full net of shrimp glistens when you haul it up. The guys I worked with — Vietnamese, Cajun, Mexican — cooking dinner from the day's catch on a propane burner bolted to the deck. Bobby Tran's fish camp, we called it. I was twenty-two and broke and happy.
Tyler listened. He asked if I ever missed it. I said, "Every single day." He said, "Then why'd you stop?" I said, "Your grandmother threatened to drown me." He laughed. I didn't tell him the real reason — the storm, the capsizing, clinging to a cooler for four hours, Carlos not making it. That's a story for when he's older. Maybe.
We cleaned the fish at the marina — I taught him how to fillet a speckled trout, blade flat, smooth strokes, keep the skin on. Back at my house, I fried the trout Vietnamese-style: whole, scored, rubbed with turmeric and fish sauce, fried in a wok until the skin is shattering crisp. Served it with rice, nuoc cham, fresh herbs. Tyler said it was the best fish he'd ever eaten. I said, "It's always better when you caught it yourself." That's not just about fish.
Tyler and I didn’t say much on the drive back up I-45, but we didn’t need to — the cooler full of speckled trout and flounder said enough. Back home, I went Vietnamese-style with most of the catch, but for the fillet I set aside just for the two of us to eat that same night, I wanted something quick, bright, and worthy of the morning we’d had. This Mediterranean haddock hits that same note: fish kept honest, dressed with bold flavors, nothing in the way of what it already is. Some days the recipe isn’t the point — the person sitting across the table is — but it doesn’t hurt when the food is this good.
Mediterranean Haddock
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 15 minutes | Total Time: 25 minutes | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 4 haddock fillets (about 6 oz each), skin on or off
- 3 tablespoons olive oil, divided
- 4 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 cup cherry tomatoes, halved
- 1/2 cup kalamata olives, pitted and roughly chopped
- 1/4 cup capers, drained
- 1/2 teaspoon dried oregano
- 1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
- 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt, plus more to taste
- 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
- Juice of 1 lemon
- 2 tablespoons fresh flat-leaf parsley, chopped
- Lemon wedges, for serving
Instructions
- Season the fish. Pat the haddock fillets dry with paper towels. Season both sides with salt, pepper, and dried oregano. Let them rest at room temperature for 5 minutes while you prep the other ingredients.
- Sear the haddock. Heat 2 tablespoons of olive oil in a large oven-safe skillet over medium-high heat until shimmering. Add the fillets and cook undisturbed for 3–4 minutes until golden on the bottom. Flip carefully and cook another 2–3 minutes. Transfer fish to a plate and set aside.
- Build the sauce. Reduce heat to medium. Add the remaining 1 tablespoon of olive oil to the same skillet. Add garlic and cook for 30 seconds until fragrant. Add cherry tomatoes, olives, capers, and red pepper flakes. Cook for 3–4 minutes, stirring occasionally, until tomatoes begin to soften and burst.
- Finish together. Return the haddock fillets to the skillet, nestling them into the sauce. Squeeze the lemon juice over everything and cook for 1–2 more minutes until the fish is cooked through and flakes easily with a fork.
- Garnish and serve. Scatter fresh parsley over the top. Serve immediately straight from the skillet with lemon wedges alongside, and crusty bread or rice to soak up the pan sauce.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 290 | Protein: 34g | Fat: 14g | Carbs: 6g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 680mg
About the cook who shared this
Bobby Tran
Week 17 of Bobby’s 30-year story
· Houston, Texas
Bobby Tran was born in a refugee camp in Arkansas to parents who fled Saigon with nothing. He grew up in Houston straddling two worlds — Vietnamese at home, Texan everywhere else — and learned to cook from his mother's pho and a neighbor's BBQ smoker. He's a former shrimper, a recovering alcoholic, a divorced dad of three, and the guy who marinates brisket in fish sauce and lemongrass because he doesn't believe in borders, especially when it comes to flavor.