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I bought a very big fish and scraped off a lot of scales. The scales were relatively large and I was reluctant to throw them away. I thought of the fried fish scales that my dad once made. They were crispy, delicious and tasted very good. It's a pity that my father is no longer here and can't teach me step by step. I can only cook this dish from memory. My dad is a true gourmet. He not only loves to eat, but also loves to cook. When we were young, we were in an era of scarcity, but thanks to our father's craftsmanship, we sisters never had to suffer. Dad could always turn various ingredients into delicious food, which made us very satisfied. I remember this fried fish scale. When my father prepared it for us, he asked us to guess what it was. It tasted crispy and fragrant. We made guesses, but we didn’t guess the fish scales, because we never thought that fish scales could be eaten. I found out that it was made of fish scales, which was so novel, and I still didn’t believe it. Later, when my father made it again, I kept watching and realized that the fish scales that were originally meant to be thrown away could be made so delicious. What I made today was the way my dad made it. The fried fish scales were very crispy, but I felt a little sad when I ate it. I knew it was because I missed my dad, and I kept this longing deep in my heart! And food is also a way to express how much I miss my dad!
