When I was growing up, my family ate dinner together at 5:00 p.m. most nights. Now, I cook for my husband Dave and I nearly every evening. When I cook for myself and eat alone – in my pajamas, maybe watching TV with my plate in my lap, and my cat Smudge next to me – I indulge in weird stuff that no one else would want to eat. Sometimes I shock myself and land on something so worth eating, it becomes a real recipe. That’s how these fried, canned sardines came to be. I know t