I fried the catfish (what else is new), steamed the squash. Sure, the paper plate makes it look all carry-outish but I assure you this is my own homemade carryout replica.
I have to admit this meal wound up being more for the boy. He ate every bite, then asked for more. Although the middle girl loves catfish and squash, she’s not too keen on couscous. The oldest doesn’t care for any of these three foods, but it’s dinner and she hasn’t eaten since lunch. She eats enough of each to get to the potential Oreos later.