They say blood is thicker than water. But somehow raw fish doesn’t run through the veins of the same family members.
I always thought I had an educated palate and enjoyed a huge variety of foods from all corners of the globe. Well, as long as this food comes in a tin with good quality olive oil and its sole contents are tuna.
Not all tinned tuna is equal.
For a guy who is not a huge fan of seafood, I tend put away so many tins of tuna per week that my mercury level must be at its upper limit and pushing the boundaries of safety. But despite all the articles I have read regarding the possible impacts of mercury poisoning, it doesn’t stop me from scoffing up to 7 tins a week for lunches and mid afternoon snacks.
Tinned tuna makes work lunches a no-brainer. Toss a tin into my bag and find some rabbit food to go with it and lunch is done and dusted. Many people may say this is as boring as bat shit, but they may not be aware of the multitude of flavours this staple of the sea come sealed within.
But over the years, my taste buds have refined. If it’s true, a person’s taste buds change every 7 years. So with that in mind, I can no longer tolerate most brands of tinned tuna, and am very selective on what I purchase. Is there such a thing as a tinned tuna snob?
A number of the no name brands I have tried end up as dinner for my cats, as the contents of the tin resembles mushed up cat food more that it does tuna for human consumption.
It’s also a sad day when one of my kitty cats curls its upper lip and looks up at me in disdain when I place the cheap tuna in her bowl. I guess this just goes to proves my cat has good taste in tuna.
Now one would think that with such a huge appetite for good quality tinned tuna, I would happily indulge in feed of raw tuna. But alas, my gag reflex comes to the fore and does not allow me to swallow the freshly sliced fish.
But, as the saying goes, ‘there are more fish in the sea’. And as long as that fish is tinned tuna, I will continue to be happy.