Wanna know what I learned this weekend?
This weekend, I learned that I like salmon.
I have spent 29 1/2 years declaring how much I HATE SALMON. (Okay, maybe not 29 1/2 years. Maybe more like… 24 years. Because I don’t know if I hated salmon when I was a baby or not.)
But for as long as I can remember, I have stood by that statement. The smell of it. Ugh. Loathe and detest it. Salmon sandwiches? Barf barf barf.
Most fish in general, actually. Just not a fish fan. Except for tuna. I can deal with a tuna sandwich on occasion. Which doesn’t make sense to most people, but that’s just the way I roll.
Last night, however, my brother & sister-in-law invited my mom & I over for dinner. They were catering to everyone’s varied tastes with chicken, steak, and salmon on the menu. The chicken was for me, the steak was for Luke & Mom, and the salmon was for Amanda. But I decided to be adventurous and try a very small piece of the fresh salmon, which Amanda had cooked in the oven, wrapped in foil with a seasoning on it.
And it was so so so yummy.
In fact, I went back for seconds.
And then I asked if I ever ordered salmon in a restaurant, if it would taste that good. (For the record, they tell me it depends. But if I were at a really nice restaurant, the salmon should be a safe bet.)
Or how – gasp – I could make it at home and make it taste that good.
So the lesson learned this weekend?
It’s “Never say never”.
Happy Monday. :)