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I don’t eat fish or seafood

My mother would cook fish every Friday because that’s what good Catholics do.  Maybe she thought if she followed these rules it would ensure her entrance into heaven.  We ate fish every Friday which was fine.  Except I grew to hate filet of sole and that’s what she made for the kids.  She would prepare crab or lobster for herself and my father.  I actually liked lobster.  I would want lobster.  She said no.  Lobster was for the parents.  The kids would eat filet of sole.  I stopped eating filet of sole for a few reasons.  One was that I could not stand the taste. It was like eating stinking rubber.  I couldn’t stand the smell of cooking fish on Fridays.  As the years went by, I started to really dread Fridays.  By the time I was in third grade, I stopped eating filet of sole altogether.  Well this was my plan.  My parents had other plans.  I told them I was not going to eat fish anymore.  Especially not filet of sole.  My mother went through the roof. How dare I be such a bad Catholic girl and not eat the fish she prepared for us on Fridays.  Some days I would be sent to my room without dinner. Some days I would be forced to stay at the dinner table until I ate my dinner.  This was a rather stupid plan as it got me out of having to clean the dishes.  I liked this plan.  However, I was also yelled at for being spoiled brat and not eating my dinner.  I would sit there until everyone finished eating.  Then someone else would clear the dishes from the table around me.  And then someone else would load the dishes into the dishwasher while I sat there at the dinner table with my plate of fish in front of me.  And then they would go in and watch television because it was Friday night and that’s what my parents would do on Friday nights.  I was made to sit at the table until they went to bed.  Once they went to bed, then I could also go to bed.  This routine went on for almost a year. Finally my mother caved in and realized I was not going to eat filet of sole again.  Also as it turns out, I have an iodine allergy and that may also have something to do with my extreme dislike of seafood.  But I didn’t find that out until I was 32 years old.  

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