Funny, as I get older I've rather gone off bacon, at least as a breakfast item. My stomach wants a gentle introduction to the day, and bacon is a bit abrupt. An orange and a bowl of muesli is about my limit, plus coffee.

The other day, I bought a couple of trout fillets at the supermarket, on special. They were a bit on the thin side, and just a shade too long to fit in our larger non-stick skillet, so I put them under the broiler.

Gas-fired cookers sold in Canada traditionally did not have broilers, so I never developed that skill. But then we renovated our kitchen and bought an up-to-the-minute cooker with a broiling burner, and now I'm having regular flashes of the culinary obvious.

So the fish fillets. I laid them skin-side-down on a cookie sheet, sprinkled them with a comparatively subtle barbecue rub (supermarket trout needs all the help it can get, such as a tasty crust), and very gently misted them with olive oil from a spray bottle so they would not dry out. Then I popped them under the broiler for maybe seven minutes. No turning.

Effing delicious.