Thursday, January 24, 2008

sounds of stomach churning

I'm having to force myself not to even look anywhere near The Boy right now. For all the trouble we have getting him to eat reasonably healthy, there are a few foods that he does love.

Momma worked in the daytime yesterday, and as a nice surprise for the boys she brought home some sushi. When she brings sushi she'll often make at least one roll with soy paper and no raw fish, just in case I feel like having a little something. If it's a roll that usually gets roe she will put it in a little to go cup on the side and put it on to serve it.

The boys ate their sushi last night but didn't eat all the roe. There was some small amount left which The Boy is now eating. He has a little plate with some pickled ginger and a lime wedge and the little container of tiny orange flying fish eggs.

I tried roe once. It was salmon eggs, so they were a little bigger than what The Boy is eating. I remember it vividly because it was one of the few times I've actually had to scrape my tongue to get the nastiness off of it. I remember spitting it directly into the garbage can and probably even considered washing the taste away with a handful of that garbage. It was seriously the singly most foul taste to ever enter my world.

So as the boy sits with his little container, eating the fish eggs with a spoon, I find that I can't even look anywhere hear where he sits.

Fish eggs . . . bleurgh . . . ach . . . ick . . . shiver . . . shudder . . .

5 comments:

ImPerceptible said...

My Grandmother use to put them in with scrambled eggs! I don't hate the taste but it's not something I'd go out of the way for.

Sue Doe-Nim said...

Too funny.

Mr. Nim is a little grossed out when me and the kids eat uni. We've gotten to where we try to hide the gross stuff.

Ren said...

I never did understand how fish eggs became a gourmet food. Ack.
My memories of fish eggs involve fishing in the Prince William Sound and at the right time of year you could press your foot on a Salmon and squish the eggs out.

It was one of those "ooooh gross" kid moments. Horror and fascination all at once. Eat it? Hells no.

Lynn said...

//(I) probably even considered washing the taste away with a handful of that garbage.//

LOL. Now THAT'S bad! :D

SabrinaT said...

EWW!! P and the quarterback buy it everytime we are in town. I swear it's just to gross me out!!