Today’s Post – 300 Words, Fermented Shark and Pizza

I was doing OK until lunch, not pulling up any trees, but getting some work done. Then I stopped to eat (Julia made avocados for lunch) and went to sit in front of TV with a coffee. (Yes, of course I made her one! And a Kit Kat.) The quizzes started, the snoozing commenced and four hours later I find I’ve frittered the afternoon away, watched some dreadful cricket and have to cook tea. The pizzas are in the oven now. I’m taking ten minutes to do this then I’m going to make the salad. It’s not a great meal, but it’s not the worst meal either. (Actually, it was quite a bad meal, as I got hot cheese stuck to the roof of my mouth).

View from Bangor Pier

I’m not sure what the worst meal is, probably something featuring fish, beetroot and salad, or something Icelandic with a sheep’s head or festering fish in the middle. At times like this, you have to ask why British cuisine is so often criticised when people like the Icelanders exist. How bad does your life have to be before you adopt boiled sheep’s head as  a national dish? Having just read this link, I can see life was very hard. I now forgive them for their culinary delinquency, though whether I’d want to go on a culinary tour of Iceland is another matter. They don’t have salt because they have no firewood to boil the seawater (and let’s face it, the sun is going to be no help in Iceland) so that’s why they ferment food and wind dry it. It’s amazing how little you can know about someone who is almost a neighbour.

Bangor Pier

If Iceland had a massive TV industry I suppose I’d know more about Icelandic cuisine and less about American.

I’m tempted to go on from here and discuss the use of soft power in world politics, but this probably isn’t the place for serious political discussions about subtlety and influence. Fermented shark, yes. Russian Foreign Policy, no. Draw your own conclusions.

Jellyfish at Bangor

I was looking for photos when I found these. It was a good day and a big jellyfish – about the size of a dustbin.

10 thoughts on “Today’s Post – 300 Words, Fermented Shark and Pizza

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      I actually watched the second half of our innings, missing the first ball debacle and the run out. I watched them on the highlights. Highlights? I see that we are to pay women the same match fees as men. They were paid £3,500 for that display.

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Once I dreamed of appearing on TV shows billed as a Food Historian. It doesn’t appear difficult and I could do a documentary where I made nettle stew and fed it to schoolchildren. 🙂

      However, since “I’m a Celebrity” it has become increasingly difficult to be revolting

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      I was too. Normally ours look like bits of drifting litter, do nothing and are smaller than the size of my hand. This one was big and it pulsated – the star appeared and disappeared as it pulsed. The Menai Straits aren’t quite the Great barrier Reef but for a moment it felt like being on a nature programme. 🙂

      1. jodierichelle

        Oh, wow – those two pics are the SAME jellyfish? That is quite impressive.
        You made me laugh about falling asleep after lunch and waking up in time for tea. (That’s what my 12 year old dog does by the way.) : )

      2. quercuscommunity Post author

        Yes, same pulsating jellyfish. It was a real treat to see it – just wish I could have got better shots.

        That’s 84 years in dog years. I’m not that old yet. 🙂

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