The
Sydney Fish Markets are the largest in the Southern Hemisphere. I've been eating seafood all my life as my mother was born in Townsville, QLD and had a penchant for oysters, mud crab, prawns, and of course fish. When we were kids, because Mum wanted them, we all had them! Lucky us. I was given an oyster knife when I was about 8. That's right, my parents gave me a knife so I could eat the oysters straight from the rocks down the road from where I grew up in Seaforth, on Middle Harbour in Sydney. I must have eaten thousands in my lifetime. I also had a tomahawk, which is a small axe, but that was used to kill
red-back spiders amongst other things, a different story altogether. Anyway, my partner's cousin was visiting from New Zealand and he wanted to catch up with his friend's son or something, who happened to work at De Costi, just one of the merchants at the markets. I wasn't planning on taking any photos, but I had my iPhone and I liked the look of the Scampi, which by the way have actually been flown in from New Zealand.
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They look good |
Believe it or not, a group of crayfish is called a herd.
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The herd |
Raw and cooked sweet crabs. You can see why they're called Blue Swimmer crabs on the left.
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Someone has been buying up the Blue Swimmers |
These are actually rock lobsters. Don't ask me the difference between these and crayfish. Google it.
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Can you see the odd one out? To the right is a bunch of Balmain Bugs |
Some fish are also on offer.
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Could be little Garfish in the foreground |
Mmmm, trout. Unreal. See they come from Tasmania? All good cold stuff comes from Tasmania. I like to cook trout whole wrapped in foil on the BBQ, stuffed with some simple things like onion, tomato, lemon slices or whatever.
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The trout |
Ocean Perch, Sand Mullet, Latchet and a hacked up swordfish
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Not much Swordfish left here |
Fish tails make great stock. I like the heads too, the actual whole thing, done Japanese or Malaysian style. No disconnected heads in this shot though. I I don't eat the eyes. I tried one once. It wasn't for me. No need to go there really.
Prawns, prawns, prawns. Peel, dip in white vinegar (that's my Mum's way) and that's it.
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A few varieties of Prawn |
They were about $10 a kilo cheaper when I bought them in Port Douglas straight from the trawler. Oh well, I guess there's a middle man or two here.
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