I use water too.
True story: My mom and dad divorced in 1984. Mom was a big springtime crappie angler and she brought a bunch home from Pintlala Creek. Mom got a lot of stuff from the divorce but dad got the big chest freezer in the deal. Years later, in 1988 if memory serves, we were cleaning out that big freezer to sell - dad was moving into one of those economy apartments close to his office and there wasn't room for that freezer. In the process of cleaning out that freezer we found a bag of crappie filets with the date March 1979 written in permament marker on the bag. We thawed those and fried them up a few days later and they tasted like another one. That made a believer out of me.