After spending all day fishing, my daddy would come home with a string of fish. We should have to clean them because he was inside watching wrestling. When we had finished and it was over daddy would come outside and fire up his fish cooker.

While getting the grease hot mama would put some meal in a paper sack, add the salted fish in and shake, coating the fish with the meal. Then fry them in that hot grease. It doesn't take long to cook, but get them brown they begin to float when ready.

The hot grease gets a certain sound about it and you know they're done. Daddy gets those real small ones crispy that way you can eat bones and all.