So, as promised I'm here on Friday (yea! by the way) with my new food to share with you all. Its a doozy.
Let me start from the beginning. My husband, whom some of you know, is a wonderful man not without a few lovable quarks. One of which is when he, no doubt after a trip to Burger King, goes full health mode. He's a man on a mission. These health frenzies have been known to produce a few VERY strange orphans in my pantry and after a few lonely months in there they end up in the trash. The last food adventure (or should I say mis-adventure) happened to be SARDINES in a can. I could not stomach eating a slimy fish from head (yes, the eyes, too) to... well fin, I guess. Jason tried one and that was that. I don't blame him.
It was just such a health frenzy that led Jason to buy a couple of cans of salmon. I gave him the "I know where this is going" glare as he put them in the cart, but kept my mouth shut- humoring him only costs a few cents.... And here we are a couple of weeks later and the cans of salmon still stare at me every time I open the door of my pantry.
This morning I reluctantly pulled out my can opener, hoping and praying for the best. It can't be worse than tuna- I kept saying. Questions were running through my head-
1. Is it cooked?
2. Do they leave the skin on?
3. What kind of juice do they keep it in?
4. How bad is this going to smell?
I kind of mashed it up a little. Pushed the skin to the side and dove in. First of all, I don't recommend eating it for breakfast. I had no choice. I've got deadlines, people. But don't you make this mistake, too. Here's the thing though, bones aside its not ALL bad. The flavor is extremely mild. With a little prep- maybe some lemon and pepper- it could actually be kind of good. OK, not great. But tuna good. You know what I mean? You could put it in a salmon salad- or maybe stuff something with it-like mushrooms or something..... I just wish that there weren't bones in it. Totally a mood killer. Definitely don't serve it to friends or you'll have that awkward break in convo whilst your guest digs for the hard jabby thing in her/his mouth.
So, do with this info what you will. I most likely will never have this again but I kind of liked it. The darn bones ruined it!
Oh, and have a really good weekend!