A Generation Xer's caregiving journey

Giving cooking lessons at the fish market

Fish Market

Grandma said that the first word that I’ve ever written was “fish”. This is ironic since I can’t stand the smell of the fish market. Anyway, Grandma managed to give someone a cooking lesson while picking up some whole fish at the market. She said that a lady asked her what she was going to do with a bunch of whole, uncut fish. Gram told her that she personally cuts the fish in half and then takes out the spine. That’s what I call “dropping some knowledge.”

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