Yesterday, as usual, we walked along the beach after dinner. There were three persons there fishing. Nearby, several fresh fish, caught by other people, was laying on the beach. Their fish fillet parts were cut off and gone. But, the remaining parts were still there, including the HEAD.
Mom picked them up with the dog poop bags provided by the city along the beach. Those three knew what Mom was doing. “To prepare fish head stew” they said.
Today, a day before heading back to Washington DC for our monthly trip home, we suppose to eat out. But, Mom would rather stay home and prepare her “Fish Head Stew” tonight.
I saw she was so excited to pick up fresh fish heads on the beach. I joked to her “You look more excited to pick up fresh fish heads on the beach than to pick up your husband in the church” 🙂