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A Dispatch from the Old School
Pancake parties: This reminds one that last year pancake parties were all the go at the fashionable seaside places in France. At Étretat especially it became quite a mania. The pancake batter was brought on the beach ready mixed in a jar, and a small portable charcoal stove was erected in a sheltered corner against the rocky shore.
“Hey Iris,” I called. She was in the living room watching TV. “I’m going to clean this fish. Want to help?”
“No.”
“There’ll be fish guts.”
“I’ll pause!”
Comment by Kathleen
So what color is fish blood?
When you catch a fish, you knock it in the head with a piece of wood to kill it. Or at least that’s what Grandpa Burton did. I also remember him cleaning some fresh-caught fish in our kitchen in Roseburg, although I don’t remember the guts.
Posted on March 18, 2008 at 8:10 am
Comment by mamster
Fish blood is—you will be shocked—red. Laurie, you will be glad to hear, informed Iris about the head-knocking.
Posted on March 18, 2008 at 11:36 am
Comment by mattwright
That is a so great that Iris likes mackerel. One of the healthiest fish you can eat, and thankfully one of the tastiest.
You have a little gourmet on your hands Matthew, and one with a rather inquisitive personality. I would never think in a million years that the way to get a kid into the kitchen is to tell them there will be fish guts.
Posted on March 18, 2008 at 12:00 pm