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Spicy Haddock — A Fish Dinner That Carries Someone With You

Summer solstice. The fifth. The longest day. I sat on the porch until the light quit at ten-fifteen. Sven beside me, sleeping. The lake visible through the trees. The ships on the horizon — three of them, moving slowly, carrying whatever they carry across the water that Paul loved. Five solstices. The first: Paul's hand, the clumsiness, the beginning. The second: the diagnosis confirmed. The third: dancing by the wheelchair. The fourth: alone, with Sven, grief-fresh. The fifth: alone, with Sven, grief-settled. The trajectory of the solstices tells the story. From health to illness to death to grief to — this. This being-here, this sitting-on-the-porch, this watching-the-light, this living-in-the-after that is its own kind of life, reduced and real and enough. Elsa and Tom came for a solstice dinner. I made grilled salmon (Paul's meal, forever Paul's meal) and new potatoes and a salad from the garden. We ate on the porch and Tom identified the ships. He can't do it by foghorn the way Paul could, but he knows the silhouettes. "That's a thousand-footer," he said. "Probably a Mesabi Miner class." I looked at him. Elsa looked at me. We were both thinking the same thing: he identifies ships. I didn't say anything. I ate my salmon. The silence was full. After dinner, the light held and held. Tom and Elsa sat on the porch steps. I sat in my chair. Sven lay between all of us. The light was golden on the lake and golden on the trees and golden on the three people and one dog on the porch and the golden-ness was extravagant and unearned and I received it the way I receive all the good things now: with gratitude and with the awareness that good things don't last but come again. I made coffee. Served on the porch. The percolator coffee, Mamma's 1974 machine, strong and hot. Tom drank his black. "Good coffee," he said. "The best," I said. "Mamma's machine." He said, "Your family puts love in everything." I said, "We put cardamom in everything. Same thing." Solstice. The longest day. The light refusing to end. The ships identified. The salmon eaten. The coffee strong. The year continues. The light comes and goes. I'm here for it. All of it.

Grilled salmon was Paul’s meal, and it always will be — but on evenings when I want to keep that spirit at the table without leaning too hard into memory, I reach for a bold, beautiful fish that can hold its own under the open sky. This spicy haddock has become my solstice standby: simple enough to let the conversation breathe, flavorful enough that Tom always asks for seconds, and honest enough that it feels right eaten on the porch with the light still gold on the water. It isn’t Paul’s salmon, but it sits beside it, the way the living sit beside the ones they’ve loved.

Spicy Haddock

Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 12 minutes | Total Time: 22 minutes | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 4 haddock fillets (about 6 oz each), skin on or off
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/2 teaspoon cayenne pepper (reduce to 1/4 tsp for milder heat)
  • 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon onion powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
  • 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
  • 1 lemon, half juiced, half sliced into rounds for serving
  • 2 tablespoons fresh flat-leaf parsley, roughly chopped, for garnish

Instructions

  1. Prepare the spice rub. In a small bowl, stir together the smoked paprika, cayenne, garlic powder, onion powder, cumin, salt, and black pepper until evenly combined.
  2. Season the fish. Pat haddock fillets dry with paper towels. Brush both sides generously with olive oil, then press the spice rub evenly over both sides of each fillet.
  3. Preheat your cooking surface. Heat a grill, grill pan, or heavy skillet over medium-high heat. If using an outdoor grill, oil the grates well to prevent sticking.
  4. Cook the haddock. Place fillets on the hot surface and cook undisturbed for 4—5 minutes, until a golden crust forms and the fish releases easily. Flip carefully and cook another 4—5 minutes, until the flesh is opaque throughout and flakes easily with a fork.
  5. Finish and serve. Squeeze fresh lemon juice over the fillets immediately off the heat. Transfer to a serving platter, tuck lemon rounds alongside, and scatter parsley over the top. Serve at once — outdoors, if at all possible.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 215 | Protein: 35g | Fat: 8g | Carbs: 2g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 370mg

Linda Johansson
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Linda Johansson
Week 273 of Linda’s 30-year story · Duluth, Minnesota
Linda is a sixty-three-year-old retired nurse from Duluth, Minnesota, living alone in the house where she raised her children and said goodbye to her husband. She lost Paul to ALS in 2020 after two years of watching the kindest man she'd ever known lose everything but his dignity. She cooks Scandinavian comfort food and Minnesota hotdish and the pot roast Paul loved, and she sets two places at the table out of habit because it makes her feel less alone. Every recipe she writes is a person she's loved.

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