Why A
Famine With A Sea Full of Fish?
I used to wonder why the
Irish, starving during the Great Famine, didn’t simply go out in their boats
and catch some fish. Were they ignorant or something? I mean, potatoes are
nice, but fish is divine.
Forgetting that their harbors
were owned by the British and all the fish they caught were taken from them,
salted, and shipped back to England, I now know I was the one who was ignorant.
A market near me is advertising a one-day sale of Atlantic
salmon. I’ll stock up. I love Atlantic salmon, both for its mild flavor and for
the fact it is neither farm raised or out of the Pacific Ocean. I have a small
terror of Pacific water pollution due to Fukushima.
On my latest visit to Ireland, I walked down a hill from a
beautiful little BandB on the Dingle Peninsula and had dinner at Skipper’s
Restaurant. This place is right on the coast and you can watch the fishing
boats unload their day’s catch and bring a portion of it up to the restaurant.
I had hake, a fish I’d never tasted before. Out of this
world! Like a much milder Chilean sea bass.
Ahh…the memories make my mouth water even now.
Beautiful Ireland. With all her troubles, she is my most
beloved destination. That’s why I wrote Shanty Gold. Published by Rogue Phoenix Press www.roguephoenixpress.com
Represented by Loiacono Literary Agency www.loiaconoliteraryagency.com
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