I can’t believe I used to think I didn’t like salmon. Sometimes you look back at how you used to be and are like really? You were that lame? I wonder what I’m doing now that my future Karen-self is going to scoff at. I went through a phase when I was 12 or 13 where I wore the same fisherman’s hat. All day. Every day. I also used to wear a scrunchie on my upper arm during that same period. Why, why? And I used to hate it when people touched my neck. What? And let’s not even get me started on some of the bands I liked in high school.
And to top it all off, I hated all things seafood. Now, I’m still not super into clams and oysters and lobster and alien-spiny-looking seafood, but fish? Fish and I are friends.
Just look at this beauty. It’s such a shame that I forgot to sprinkle the lime zest on for these photos. Not only does it look pretty, but the zest really adds flavor. Not that the Browned Butter Lime Sauce needs any more flavor. It’s already so beautiful. I just want to sing you a browned butter lime song. (But I won’t, because I think that’s something future, way-cooler-than-me-Karen would think was lame. (This is where you all chime, “Dang Karen. Thinkin ahead. Check you out.”)
Eric licked his plate after he ate this. That’s how freaking good this sauce is. I made the whole meal in less than a half hour. If you want to feel like you are eating fancy restaurant food on a weeknight, this is the recipe for you!
