My father loved to fish.  He and an old army buddy bought a boat and would go fishing on Port Phillip Bay and Western Port Bay.  I have a lot of memories of waiting on the sand for them to come back, clean the boat and put it on the trailer so we could finally go home. The result was a steady supply of fresh fish.  I just wish my mother had had this recipe though as I always found the plain fried fish Dad loved pretty boring.  This marinara filling would have made it far more interesting.