I am a vegetarian... of sorts. I eat seafood and acknowledge this makes me a fraud. Mostly because I apparently treat fish like many people treat meat. It isn't an animal, it's a substance in a box at the supermarket.
I was at the farmers' market and found a great deal for scallops. I bought them, intending to eat them. Busy life got in the way, and I found myself eating them days after I bought them. Such was the anticipation that I ripped open the box... only to find the scallops still attached to the half shell. Ew. After consulting a person and 14 websites (how do I handle this situation??), I decided to grill em up in my oven (which is technically baking, but with the grill option on the oven) and cut them loose from their fishy shells afterwards. It was horrible. They were ungodly fresh, but still had sand on them. I had to cut them loose from their muscles and it was making my stomach turn. Scallops had become far too much like meat.
I finally cut 'em all loose and tossed them in a stir fry, but every bite tasted like animal. I put the whole thing in my fridge for later. Now, does that mean I am done with scallops and seafood? Hardly. I am just waiting til the image of me cutting into fat and muscle to get my meat goes away. I will pretend this stir fry was delivered to my door this way and that I never saw shells at all. Ah denial -- it makes great seafood dishes.
15 January 2006
Such a Poser
Posted by Annika at 4:43 PM
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