Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Dinner with the Cat

For a while I lived with my step-dad. We were both single, and he did the cooking.

One day when he was away I had to fix my own dinner. I looked in the cupboard to see what was available. I found a bright red can of Jack Mackerel and I opened that. I had mackerel and crackers.

When step-dad returned he asked, “What did you have for dinner?”

“I had some mackerel from the cupboard.”

“What? I keep that to feed the cat.”

“Tasted pretty good,” I said.

After that he would frequently ask, “Shall I fix us some dinner, or did you have dinner with Missy?”

6 comments:

bamawmn46 said...

What a hoot! Your step-dad sounds like he had a great personality! Thanks for sharing.
Jackie

tendernoggle said...

Bet your uncle got a good laugh out that!
My mama use to take a can of Mackeral, get all the little bones out,  and scramle eggs with it!! We made sandwhiches out of this...pretty good too!
love ya,
carlene

madcobug said...

This is so funny Chuck. I like salmon but never cared for the mackerel. Salmon patties of course. Helen

jckfrstross said...

LOL too funny have a good week

Deb

hewasolddog299 said...

More power to you -- I've never been able to stomach canned mackerel. I'll tolerate canned salmon and tuna, but I prefer all three fresh.

Given all the brouhaha over pet foods lately, sounds like step-dad was on the right track.

jmorancoyle said...

    That's funny.
Jude
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