I’ve always hated the scent and smell of fish. Not only do they stink, when you eat with your hands it takes a good scrubbing to get the fishiness out. They degrade very quickly compared with other kinds of meats. One day, I’m going to cook a dish of fish that I would be happy to eat.
This doesn’t include salmon. I love it with sushi and on its own (sashimi) with wasabi and soy sauce!
Some advice I am intending to follow: http://healthylazy.tribe.net/thread/8b03e5ac-e189-4501-9275-e9d7b8e25063 4 years ago
How I did it: Fork or chopsticks to mouth, chew, repeat.
Read how I did it… 4 years ago
I created a support network by explaining my willingness to try new things and asked friends for their suggestions. Friends and family invited me to dinner and cooked fish. Or we would go out to restaurants and friends would suggest what they like, or let me have bites of their fish. Sushi is easy this way.
I'm still a floundering newbie when it comes to sushi, but I get the appeal, and really, it is very good. It's just the texture that takes some getting used to. Sit there at a restaurant and look around at all the other people enjoying their meals, think about the starving children around the world, take a big bite and be grateful.
So… In my never ending effort to be healthy (albeit, rarely a successful endeavor)... I was sitting in Red Lobster with my grandma and grandpa, mulling over the various menu options when one particular entree caught my eye. It was a platter that involved shrimp scampi (delicious), battered shrimp (to-die-for), and some (unknown) type of oven baked fish. I must now point out, I despise the thought of the scaly creature ever touching my delicate lips, but thought I would overcome this childish fear and “dive in” to the seafood world. After consuming half the Pacific Ocean, I decided to take the big step of bashfully biting into something I would much rather own in a bowl on my desk than to taste. And…...drumroll please…
it was actually quite delicious. Must have been, as I ate every last bite of it. So from this experience I gained several things – three of them were pounds and the other was a liking for something I never thought I’d adore. 6 years ago
I was forced to try sushi once. The experience was horrifying. I behaved like a child, chewing it up and then hocking it into my napkin. I wonder if I’m allergic, too. 7 years ago
My wife and two very good friends are having diner at an amazing restautant in New York City, known for their lobster rolls. Afraid to make such a commitment, I ordered the tuna sandwich. My wife, between orgasmic grunts, suggests that continuing on in life with out trying the roll would be a crime. I relent. It wasn’t so much getting past the fatty lumps of ocean stink, as trying to keep it contained in my mouth while I silently wretched. My eyes actually began to tear up, and my throat began to ungulate. Although I did’t puke in my plate as I had expected, I unwillingly went through the motions. Like some weird Stanislavski mime dinner theater. I survived embarasment this time. I think from now on I will claim a rare allergy to all things that make me gag!
thanks for your support.
Hihopes 8 years ago