A Perfect Storm

Two unrelated circumstances came together recently to form what is currently the practice to call a perfect storm. It is hard to predict what a storm might leave in its wake; it depends on too many variable factors to be done with much accuracy. The nature of the storm; its strength and direction, and what lays in its path are a few that come readily to mind. My storm, when it came, could easily have been mistaken for a light breeze, and I certainly could not have predicted what it would leave behind.

Sardines are what it left behind. That -I think- illustrates very well my point about the unpredictability of the consequences of storms; as does this blog: Who could have predicted that something entitled “A Perfect Storm” would turn out to be about sardines?

The first circumstance to manifest was my diminishing interest in putting any effort into preparing meals. The second was the uncertainty of being able to rely on the availability of any particular item in the supermarket, because of the panic buying the virus crisis has prompted in many of us. It occurred to me that a possible solution to both these problems may well come in the form of cans. Had I been more discriminating in my choice of cans when I set about stocking up on them it is more than likely that sardines would not have been included, but my guard was down and they were.

I opened the sardines one lunch time when I found I had nothing else that didn’t need heating up. There were three of them lying there in the can, and they were not as tightly packed as their reputation had led me to expect. Nor did I expect how tasty they would be, and a world of possibilities opened up.

I was suddenly thinking of sardines in white wine sauce and sardines au vin: imagining sardines a la creme and sardines on a bed of couscous with roasted Mediterranean vegetables, and even sardines and mash, or sardines in the hole.

After a while, immediately after my disappointment at the infeasibility of sardine Kiev, I remembered why I had bought the sardines in the first place, so I just eat them straight from the can.
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There is something fishy about this story. confused
Well at least you haven't asked for a photograph, Soonyuleknow, so your threshold of proof must have lowered.
I just assumed you ate the evidence.wave
I did, but there's plenty more where they came from,
those little guys gave their life for us...
Yes they did, Palm, and that is why the least we can do to show our appreciation is to enjoy them. It's what they would have wanted.
That's unCANny, Bn, my sardines were also in oil. wow
I have a good recipe for sardines.

Ingredients:

I can of sardines in oil.
2 cups of dry dog food

Method:

Mix the ingredients in a medium sized dog bowl with a fork. Place in front of a medium sized dog.
Poor BEANO, he can't get anything to work anymore.comfort
Maybe Jac's recipe will help him.
That's very much like my recipe, Jac, apart from the dog food, and my having to stand in for the dog.
Uh huh...writing...Harbal eats out of a dog bowl...noted.
I'm sure the sardines are very good for your "coat" harb.
While I was on vacation in Florida several years back, a lady from a former blogging site, came down from the Boston area to visit with me for a couple of weeks. One of those days my cousin and his wife also spent the night there, as they had flew in from Puerto Rico. They arrived around lunch time.

So, I asked my cousin and his wife, if they would like a fish sandwich to which the replied "yes".
Thus, I prepared all 4 of us sandwiches on whole wheat bread with mustard, lettuce, tomato & onion.

While the rest of us talked, my cousin eagerly was wolfing down his sandwich.
When he was just about done with it, he remarked "this is really good. What kind of fish is this ?"

After I replied "sardine" he began spitting out whatever was left in his mouth onto the plate. laugh
Apparently, he didn't like sardines......but he did......but he didn't. laugh
After they left the next day, the girl from Boston area and myself laughed until we cried from laughing so hard. rolling on the floor laughing Perhaps you needed to be there to have seen the sharp contrast in behavior. It was a riot.
I would leave the sardines a la creme and Kiev for another perfect storm I think uh oh

Stick them on a toasted bagel and you'll be grand
@ Harbal~ - wave .... Sardines in a can, sounds like cat food to me.... you do realize that one of the aisles in every supermarket is dedicated to pet food don't you?

cats meow


..... grin cheers
Only when there's a full moon, Jac. dancing dog
The oil from the can is very good for your hair, Soonyuleknow, I recommend that you try it. grin
Your story is longer than mine, Jim. smile
I've never been able to take to bagels, Molly. I can't see the point of them; they are like bread, but not as nice. dunno
Sardines are only cat food if you feed them to a cat, Hans. scold
What a greasy comment, Har




tongue
I can't help but wonder what outcome you are hoping for, FargoFan. uh oh
My opinion of bagels has no reflection on you, Molly. You are much nicer than bread. smile
@HardBall just trying to see if I can get a rise or even a bite out of the Gripper... Or see which is worse, bark or bite.
I'm not trying as hard as you seem to think, Enzedooo. smile
My preference would be a bite, Fargo. grin
I'm with Jac's recipe. Not even sure my dog would eat a sardine though since her taste buds are very similar to mine.

Me not liking sardine is all the more for you Harb. Enjoy
Shame you can't go to the pub after eating them Harbal, the lads would think you got lucky.
I was once preparing supper when I knocked a large piece of aubergine I was chopping off the work surface.

Faster than the speed of hound, Charlie the Patterdale Staff cross flew across the sizeable kitchen, swivelled her head 180 degrees like something out of a horror movie and allowed the stray vegetable to gently float into her gleeful maw.

I have never had a fussy dog, but I do have a concept of Einstein's theory of Special Relativity as a consequence. laugh
Hmmm, yeah but aren't you non Caucasian. Not trying to sound hard but you're either Occasion or not. Are you not? Funny yet nonsence as New Zealanders say.wave
10 pound pom, 7mm08

just saying
It doesn't surprise me that Jac, with her high opinion of herself, looks down on the sardine, Fay, but I didn't expect it of you. scold
On the assumption that you are trying to get on my nerves, Enzedooo, you'll be pleased to know that you're making a splendid job of it. roll eyes
I do indeed look down on the humble sardine, it's true.

I'm taller.

(Stick that one in your pipe and smoke it, Molly Cork.)

giggle
Your condescending attitude towards the sardine does you no credit, Jac. scold
Jac, you should add that to your CV - taller than a sardine.
And proud of it .
What was it about again?
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