So, Allen bought these frozen Tilapia fillets. I was not optimistic about it. I was so sure they were going to be not as good as the stuff we buy at the fish counter. Naturally, I did not follow any of the directions on the bag. I didn’t thaw it correctly. Okay, not at all before I cooked it. I really wasn’t expecting much. But, it looked so pretty. So, I took a picture. I had coated it in oil, liberally coated it in fajita seasoning (my everything spice) and pepper, squeezed some lime juice on it, covered it in Italian bread crumbs, put some slices of lime on it and then, threw some left-over chopped up tomatoes on top for coloring. I stuck it in an oven that wasn’t quite hot yet and forgot about it. I made all the “extras” we had to go with it. Then, took it out of the oven and, oh-my-freakin’-gawd, it was good. And, it looked pretty, too. I LOVE cooking. Zane would like for me to mention my homemade chicken noodle soup at this time. He is something of a chicken soup lover. And he really liked my chicken noodle soup. That I made. From scratch. And leftovers. Myself. Without a recipe. I hear the applause in the empty bowls.