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

[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.