I’m pretty sure this was the evening that I cooked a chinese meal at my flat for Kim, Micky & Janie, only to discover that Kim’s at that time seemingly liberal vegetarian attitudes…
…she was veggie but didn’t at that time go on about it to others…
…had limits.
One of those limits was the sight of a whole animal; in this case a fish.
One of my specialities in those days was to steam a whole fish with ginger, spring onion, using a fair slurp of saki in the steaming water and a dash of soy sauce and coriander to garnish.
Yum.
So after serving starters; probably my signature won ton soup for most of us and something well-chosen and veggie for Kim…
…I’d have probably put quite a lot of thought into the veggie options for Kim that evening…
…I then served the mains including my piece de resistance, the fish.
All hell broke loose. Kim felt sick. Kim couldn’t believe that we could eat that. Kim was upset.
Janie, who knew Kim really well was surprised at that reaction…
…but then realised that she had never served anything that looked quite so “original form animal” as a whole fish. Somehow big prawns didn’t seem to have the same effect.
Anyway, i/we never did that again when Kim was coming round.