Feed on

Mystery ‘Meat’

There was no secret ingredient in our tuna fish sandwiches yesterday.

Which didn’t stop our son from asking what kind of fish we were eating.

He looked at each of us. Confident one of us knew.

“What kind of fish do you think we’re eating,” my husband entertained. We all chomped and smirked.

Our son peeked under his bread and gave his tuna fish a sniff. “Salmon?” he guessed.

“Salmon,” we all mused. Heh.

Undeterred, our son went for it again. “A female fish?”


Leave a Reply

Skip to toolbar