Fish. The smell alone makes me sick. The hubby and his dad will cook it when I go out, but never open the darn windows and use so much oil it splatters all over the stove so when I get to clean their mess it smells of fishy oil. I can tolerate tuna from a can but it reminds me of when I used to have to feed my aunts cats. We have a nice neighbor that hunts and fishes a lot, so he brings fish over sometimes, lucky me.