A lifetime ago, I remember my grandparents. They would babysit me three days a week when I was between the ages of 3-7. While at their house I would get to experience all kinds of things, like playing with mercury and operating a lathe. Grandpa had little regard for safety, but I turned out all right.
For lunch My grandma would commonly eat sardines. Now, my grandma ate all kinds of things that a child would find horrifying: tongue, chicken hearts, pickled herring, and other nasty stuff. Naturally I wanted nothing to do with it.
As I grew older I forgot about the sardines, except for a vague feeling of dread at the thought of eating them. I'd always assumed they came with the heads and eyes still on them. I thought they had the guts and everything. Plus all those little bones! I rightly figured that they were unfit as food.
Years later I came across this forum. I read some posts about how nutritious the little devils are. All that protein! Glorious calcium! Being strong on carbs but weak on protein, I began to think they would make a good addition to my food stores.
I went on amazon and looked up sardines. Many types were for sale. I read hundreds of reviews. I spent hours researching everything I could about them. After days of study, I cautiously ordered some. I figured if I hated them I could always feed them to Aloysius, my dachshund.
I ordered Crown Prince sardines in mustard sauce. Nervously, I waited for the shipment to arrive. When it did, inside the box were 12 little 4oz cans. I cracked one open.
Now, I'd always assumed that there were a lot of sardines in a can, hence the reference to being packed in like them. In this can were only two. Instead of having heads and eyes, they were more like filets. No gut, but they did have little bones. Everything smelled fishy.
With no small amount of trepidation, I got a fork and teased out a morsel. Mustering my courage, I took a bite. To my shock and amazement, they were GOOD! Tasted a bit like tuna, but meatier. Quickly I grabbed some bread and made myself a sandwich. It was excellent.
I'll be ordering many more cans to add to my stores, as well as getting some to eat on a regular basis.
It turns out my grandma had had the right idea all along. If I'd only listened.
For lunch My grandma would commonly eat sardines. Now, my grandma ate all kinds of things that a child would find horrifying: tongue, chicken hearts, pickled herring, and other nasty stuff. Naturally I wanted nothing to do with it.
As I grew older I forgot about the sardines, except for a vague feeling of dread at the thought of eating them. I'd always assumed they came with the heads and eyes still on them. I thought they had the guts and everything. Plus all those little bones! I rightly figured that they were unfit as food.
Years later I came across this forum. I read some posts about how nutritious the little devils are. All that protein! Glorious calcium! Being strong on carbs but weak on protein, I began to think they would make a good addition to my food stores.
I went on amazon and looked up sardines. Many types were for sale. I read hundreds of reviews. I spent hours researching everything I could about them. After days of study, I cautiously ordered some. I figured if I hated them I could always feed them to Aloysius, my dachshund.
I ordered Crown Prince sardines in mustard sauce. Nervously, I waited for the shipment to arrive. When it did, inside the box were 12 little 4oz cans. I cracked one open.
Now, I'd always assumed that there were a lot of sardines in a can, hence the reference to being packed in like them. In this can were only two. Instead of having heads and eyes, they were more like filets. No gut, but they did have little bones. Everything smelled fishy.
With no small amount of trepidation, I got a fork and teased out a morsel. Mustering my courage, I took a bite. To my shock and amazement, they were GOOD! Tasted a bit like tuna, but meatier. Quickly I grabbed some bread and made myself a sandwich. It was excellent.
I'll be ordering many more cans to add to my stores, as well as getting some to eat on a regular basis.
It turns out my grandma had had the right idea all along. If I'd only listened.