The Fragrance of Fish

I’m not sure I’ve ever heard someone describe the smell of fish as fragrant, or a “pleasant, sweet smell.”  Maybe there are people out there who think it is, but I’m not one of them.  Not only that, I have rarely enjoyed the taste of fish.

It’s annoying to go to dinner with seafood lovers.  Without fail, I get the question, “Well have you tried it?”  Or, “Just try it; you might find you like it.”  I promise you, I have tried seafood.  I’ve tried different kinds.  I’ve even enjoyed some on a few occasions, but it’s been a while and I’m thinking I was perhaps drunk at the time, so maybe the taste or the texture was masked by wine or whiskey or whatever I found myself drinking.

I was invited to a team lunch a few weeks ago and they ordered grilled octopus as an appetizer. I knew I wasn’t going to have any, but as soon as the plate was placed in front of me (I was sitting in the center of the table, so I guess the waiter thought that was a good place to put it), I actually almost got up and left.  It was like the thing had just come out of the ocean.  The tentacles were still visible for hell’s sake!  I shuddered a few times and did my best not to watch everyone else put those rubbery things in their mouth.

The worst is when you’re trying to find your happy place and everyone around you is trying to get you to “just try it.”  Oh, hell no!  And why don’t you just shut the hell up so I can enjoy my lunch, thank you very much!

Anyway, this weekend, my sister came to stay with us.  For some reason, she’s become an entirely different person when it comes to food.  She loves salmon and sushi, of all things.  She’d brought some salmon with her and was dying to make it for dinner on Saturday.  Since I was the only person in the house who didn’t like it, I decided I wouldn’t make everyone else suffer (and I really didn’t feel like making my own thing), so I went along.  Even as my sister was preparing it, I mentioned that it smelled disgusting, but it was no use.  It somehow made itself to the table with some rather delicious potatoes and green beans.

Now, I don’t know what it was about this weekend.  Maybe it was the sides that went along with it, or maybe it was some magical aura that my sister brought with her and sprinkled into the food, but I found myself eating salmon and rather enjoying it.  I even had it for leftovers the next day and liked it just as much.

I’m starting to wonder if it really is a mind-over-matter sort of thing.  If I will myself to like it and just eat it no matter what, then maybe I will actually enjoy it eventually.

I still can’t say I would have touched the octopus, but maybe more salmon… or halibut… or…

Only time will tell.


In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt – Fragrance.

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7 thoughts on “The Fragrance of Fish

  1. What a delightful article. I really like salmon but other fish like crab I can’t even think about eating.
    I am glad you enjoyed Lorries salmon. She is quite the cook.

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  2. My motto with food is I’ll try anything once, twice if I like it. Alas, I would never pressure anyone to try a given food against his/her will. I’m not about that kind of thing. I find actually a lot of the same thing with the cigars I smoke – people think I’m crazy when I describe certain flavor notes in cigars. Would I pressure anyone to try one? No, but I’m just telling you what the smoke tastes like, as weird as it sounds.

    I absolutely love sushi and was eating it before it got trendy (my great-grandmother made the best sushi ever; one of the many things I miss about her) and in general like seafood. I also love Haggis (something I had to force myself to try). I guess it’s part of being in pipe band culture – it’s a must at Robert Burns suppers. It genuinely surprised me.

    Glad you enjoyed the salmon; it’s a staple for me. Excellent source of healthy fats and protein and a minimal caloric expense.

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    • Yeah, I always like to try things at least once. I’ve especially been retrying things in the past few years since I’m finding my tastes have changed quite a bit from when I was younger.

      My big thing is still texture, though. Sometimes the taste doesn’t matter at all. Lol. 😊

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