O.K. a Sunday dubble. Just a little story I think belongs here:
Our lifelong best friend, Walter, he hated fish with a serious hate. He couln't stand the smell of it. Somewhere fish on a friendly dinner? He would say :"Count me out!". Then came our turn to feed the friends,Walter included. Everyone knew he hated fish, because he always had to let that be known, even though he knew we all knew.
That day I thought: "see if I can trick Walter". I prepared a mediterranian dish, some ratatouille based on tomatoes, onions, garlic and mixed vegetables, the French mish-mash. We all enjoyed the southern stew and then Walter said : "Hm, nice, hm, yes, very nice. What's in it?"
"Fish Walter" I said, "fresh tuna fish".
"WWOOOOOOOOOOOOOhh !" . Walter went and we all roared with laughter.
"Well" , he said to work out his embarrassment , " I thought it was chicken , Gosh, hm, īt did taste a bit like chicken, no?"
"Yeh, chicken from the sea, Walter" someone said and we laughed again..
Ever since we kept it like that .' Chicken from the sea'.
Last edited by BranShea; 02/25/07 09:44 AM.
