I would say I am a bit of a Pescetarian.
Unless, of course… you count all the chicken eggs I eat. Well… occasionally I have the actual chicken. Oh wait…. I have ham every morning for breakfast too. And every now and again, I like a good burger or steak.
Holy crap. Ixnay the whole escetarianismPay thing. Pitch it right out the window, really.
But in all fairness, I DO eat more fish than not.
Yet once again, I am sucked into another huge conundrum in life. I feel guilty about this fish-eating-practice sometimes. You see… I have pet fish. Koi.
I really enjoy our Koi. They have names. I hang out with them. A few of them eat right out of my hand.
I looked in to my whole preoccupation with fish. I think it started early on. Yep. Growing up I had the whole “Fish-Influence” deal. I loved AquaMan. He was my favorite Superhero. And Don Knotts in the Movie…The Incredible Mr. Limpett. Rocking.
Of course there is the whole Catholic thing too. Born and raised under the ways of Vatican City. Catholics were required to abstain from meat every Friday, as a form of penance in honor of the death of Jesus Christ on the Cross on Good Friday. Hence the fish.
In the Acts of the Apostles (Acts 10:9-16), St. Peter has a vision in which God reveals that Christians can eat any food. So, when we abstain, it’s not because the food is impure; we’re voluntarily giving up something good, for our spiritual benefit. Hence the fish.
Here’s a spoiler for all you Still-Practicing-Catholics. Many Catholics don’t realize that Church still recommends abstinence on all Fridays of the year, not just during Lent. In fact, if we don’t abstain from meat on non-Lenten Fridays, we’re required to substitute some other form of penance. Get busy with the Hail Mary’s.
But. Let’s get back to things.
Tonight, an old friend, who raises Koi, brought over a whole truckload for me to see. A few of them are pictured above. I bought most of them…. well….. ALL of them. And tonight, I hung out with those fish quite a bit.
I don’t know what to do about my fish eating, though. I sure won’t eat my pets. That would be bad form.
But I love fish…. I guess… in more ways than one.
Being with them at the deep pond… and also…. being with them at the deep fryer. With Tartar Sauce.
Oooohhh My. What’s a girl to do…. OR… what’s a GILL to do?