A Very Short Squid Brand Fish Sauce Horror Story
The scene outside my fridge door right now. I'm afraid there will be no happy ending.
posted by Anne C. | 12:35 pm
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
The scene outside my fridge door right now. I'm afraid there will be no happy ending.
4 Comments:
This does not look good. Is the fish smell gone yet? Do you have a cat?
Can a fish smell ever really be said to be gone? I'm not sure what the cat thinks.
I've had that brand of fish sauce before. The good news: "Contains no squid."
Squid. Ha. So 'eastern.' West coasters don't do 'squid' in the same way you do back there. Shame, really. I love the sound of the word 'squid.' It always makes me giggle.
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