Most nights, I just can't help myself, I just have to fix that perennial favorite, "Yuck, I Hate It." Ann Hodgman* originally coined the term and I think every parent is an instinctive master chef when it comes to this dish.
Originally entitled, "Maybe They'll Eat It If I Add Enough Butter," I realized my folly before I even set down the plates. "Wild Salmon with Zucchini Butter Sauce, Topped with Butter-Sauteed Crabmeat" is the more descriptive name and I decided to make it because:
1. Everyone likes zucchini.
2. Everyone loves crabs.
3. Everyone would eat butter by the stick if they could do it without being caught.
4. Everyone used to like salmon (and some still do).
5. Crabmeat was on sale.
Above is a photo of a lovely, untouched plate. Perhaps it's the angle,but it was really just a "tasting" plate of the main dish, plus a little spinach sauteed with garlic (everyone's always hated that), and couscous (everyone actually used to like that). I failed to document the empty cereal bowl with a few lonely bran flakes left swimming in the remaining milk.
However, here's a recipe for the rest of us by Rozanne Gold. It's amazing on salmon--don't be put off by its simplicity.
Zucchini Butter Sauce
2-3 slim zucchini
1/4 c. water
2 Tb. cold, unsalted butter, cubed
Cut the zucchini in large, 1-2" rounds and place in boiling water. Lower heat to a simmer and cook very slowly for 10-15 minutes, adding more water as needed, until very soft. When done, place in a blender, food processor, or with immersion blender (best), blend until smooth and then add each butter cube, one at a time until incorporated. Season with salt to taste and carefully spoon onto each plate, placing salmon fillet on top (I marinate my salmon in a little tamari sauce for about 15 minutes and then either grill or broil until done--don't expect a firm time from me; fish is a crap shoot and I'm very grateful when my husband, a former line cook, takes over this particular task and fires up the grill).
*Hodgman also wrote that "your dishwasher works for you; you don't work for you dishwasher," which is almost akin to Laurence Fishburne and the eye-opening, blue pill in The Matrix: "Free. Your. MInd."