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

[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.