Foto Friday: the last time I ate tuna. 30 October 2009 3:32 pm
Posted by Tracy in : books,consumerism,eating,environment,fish,food safety,food snobbery,health,Holland,Marion Nestle,Netherlands,not even vegetarian,photos,pictures,restaurants,sustainability,tuna , 1 comment so farIt has been exactly four months since I last ate tuna. I believe this may be some kind of personal record; at the very least, it is the longest I can remember going without tuna since I cared to keep track of such things. Let me explain.
I love tuna; I think it’s incredibly delicious. Unfortunately, since because of that deliciousness it’s effectively an endangered fricken species, I try not to eat it too often, on account of how I’ll be a very cranky old lady indeed if large ocean fish are extinct in the next 40 to 50 years and I’m trying to do my part to reduce demand and all that. (Because I eat it so rarely, I’m not freaking out about the whole methylmercury problem, but it is horrific and I am eternally grateful to Marion Nestle’s What to Eat for the revelation that it’s not bioaccumulative.) Anyway.
I’ve been reading a bunch about tuna farming this week — real tuna farming, not “catch baby tuna in the wild and raise them in captivity” tuna ranching, but actual farming, baby fish hatched in captivity and everything, and my personal jury is still out, to put it mildly. I wanted to come to some kind of conclusion about this latest development in time to add it to this post, but it will have to wait for another time. In the meantime, I will continue my tuna-free streak. Luckily, the last time I ate tuna was so fantastic that it’s given me an even better motivation not to crack open the canned stuff — simply put, it’s going to be very hard to find another tuna meal this good. Behold:
I’m guessing that’s a good quarter kilo of fish, at least.
Monkey Monday: Presidents Day edition. 18 February 2008 11:53 am
Posted by Tracy in : eating,funny,health,kitchen mishaps,monkeys,nepal,news,not even vegetarian,pictures,tuna , 3 commentsYou know what’s startling? When you’re doing the dishes and part of the faucet breaks off in your hand and you get shot in the chest with a big jet of water. And yes, I am speaking from personal experience. This was yesterday morning, and I barely had the presence of mind to turn off the water after yelping my surprise such that Peter came flying in from the other room to my rescue (not that there was anything he could do except say “Whoa” at the broken thing). I spent the next half hour or so sort of blinking and changing out of many soaked layers of clothing. Then we went to the hardware store for a new faucet, because although the old one was under warranty, I didn’t have a receipt or proof of purchase or anything, so alas. (We kept the paperwork for the new one just in case, you betcha.) So today I’m still feeling like an amateur plumbing badass, because while Peter took the old faucet apart, I did most of the installation of the new one, because I fit under the sink better. Yay competence! (more…)
