a quick fish story. thank you tonya for the restaurant referral. my guy fish eaters gave the food a thumbs up. i on the other hand am not a big fish eater. i like fish... when it doesn't taste like fish. meaning "i don't really like fish." anna katherine and i chose from 'the land' section of the menu.
slicing mary claire's fish sandwich in half, i caught a glimpse of something scary. FISH SKIN! from the look on my face, the flounder might as well have breathing.
a fish with the skin still attached to it's body! that's like serving a steak cover in fur! or chicken with the feathers still attached. at least to me anyway. i could not eat a single bite of food and remained nauseous the rest night. mary claire ate her onion rings. what is this world coming to?
i need to own the fact that i do not like fish.