The Headache is on the retreat!

[loracs]

Thanks to a really nice lunch partially supplied by my co-worker T, I do believe I will live. I had purchased some wonderful black olive bread, a jar of sweet cherry peppers and a tomato from the little organic market around the corner from my job. Then T brought a mixed chinese vegetable dish and some salmon she cooked. I think I taste a little ginger and garlic on the salmon.

She apologized because the fish had bones. When did we all become so accustomed to boneless fish (aka fillet fish)? No one ever warned us to watch for the bones when I was growing up. Rain is wet, snow is cold and fish have bones. Maybe it's because most of the fish we ate, my dad caught and my mom had to clean them. Maybe she didn't know how to fillet them or maybe filleting them lost too much meat? Maybe store bought filleted fish were priced out of mom's budget. The only boneless fish I can remember are the frozen packages of perch. And tuna in the can, of course.

So is this an age thing (I'm in my late 40's) or a class/money thing?

Lunch is over, back to work.

Comments

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

Now you gave me an earworm.

Snow is cold, rain is wet. Chills my soul right to the marrowwww....

[loracs.livejournal.com]

stonebender very kindly played all of Carole Kings Tapestry album for me last week and all of those songs have been earworms this week.

It could be worst, it could be bad, bad (leroy brown) kind of earworm.

[cassidyrose.livejournal.com]

It could be worst, it could be bad, bad (leroy brown) kind of earworm.

Damn you!!!! Now that song is going in my head...

"Bad, bad Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than old junkyard dog"

[firecat]

I wasn't told to watch for bones when I was growing up and I swallowed some and hated it, and I ever afterward have hated fish with bones. My dad didn't fish; maybe if he had, I would have gotten used to eating around them.

[dbubley.livejournal.com]

My mom would never let us drink milk when we ate fish. I'm not sure why, but it had something to do with the bones. I think the thickness of the milk was supposed to mask the presence of the bones.

The bones in canned salmon or sardines were ok, though, because the pressure cooker in canning had made them soft.

[epi-lj.livejournal.com]

I think it's a media / coddling / protection thing. I noticed a lot of this sort of stuff when I went to Hawaii. In Hawaii, I found that I was far less protected from doing stupid things that would endanger my safety than in North America. There was sometimes information, but it wasn't an unthinkable thing that the possibility would be there.

Here, the media is very good at hyping things to the point of mass hysteria. All it takes is for one person or pet or child to get injured or ill or die because of a bone of some sort of animal, and in ten years it's unthinkable to eat anything with bones that aren't big and clunky and unswallowable.

[loracs.livejournal.com]

Interesting, I never thought of that angle.

[ptor.livejournal.com]

There's a consumer trend towards boneless bite-size-ness, I guess.

When I went to East Germany in the 80's, one family I visited treated us to slices of fresh cherry pie. Very nice, but we were astonished to find pits still in the cherries! Just custom, I guess.

When I was growing up, my parents liked to fish, and we'd fillet the fish before we fried them. An occasional bone was still a risk...