I don't like fish, despite growing up in southern Oregon, the "fishing capital of the world" according to my Los Angeles-raised husband.
We went on our Costco run yesterday. (It was my official due date but Baby Girl is not cooperating - picture poor me waddling around the warehouse looking for good food, hehe). We had lots of fruit and veggies in the cart, some canned tomatoe stuff and a bunch of other good stuff, but we hadn't figured out the protein, despite spending some time looking through the fish they had available. I had vetoed the fish for me until after the baby comes.
I finally said "heck with it, let's get some fish" and we ended up with some sole. (I thought it was a superfood, but I guess not once I got home to double check. Should have gotten the tilapia, but at least I had FISH!).
Hubby did a light saute in olive oil, made some fresh carrots and fresh spinach, and we had a little bit of pasta with tomato sauce. He even threw some saffron into the tomato sauce - YUM!
I actually ate a whole fillet. You have no idea how big a thing this is for me. This is going to sound strange, but my problem with fish has never really been the taste - it is mental. My mom is not a good cook. Dad used to come home with a big salmon, 5 minutes out of the river. My mom would butcher that thing trying to cook it. And there were always bones, which is where I think my mental block comes from. I remember being terrified as a little kid that I was going to eat or choke on a fish bone. Now, I like the first few bites of fish, but by about the third or fourth, I freak out because "there is FISH in my mouth!" But I did fine yesterday. And it was actually quite yummy.
This is really going to change my life.
Sorry for the long post - I'm just still amazed. Kind of like that darn carrot a couple of nights ago.
-Sara