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:
What a hoot! Your step-dad sounds like he had a great personality! Thanks for sharing.
Jackie
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
This is so funny Chuck. I like salmon but never cared for the mackerel. Salmon patties of course. Helen
LOL too funny have a good week
Deb
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.
That's funny.
Jude
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