Taking (Fish) Stock From Bronchial Purgatory

Coming off a debilitating relapse of bronchitis I can say the following: These are the days of Catalonia — a month’s worth plus well-lapsed a fortnight — in which I’ve had cockles (berberechos), mussels (almejas, mejillones) and a crustacean called cigala, variously translated as “crayfish,” “Dublin Bay prawn,” “Norway lobster,” “langoustine” — who knows what the thing is? My daughter loves them. A plateful of cigalas yields, with much work, enough protein to fit on a cracker. I’ve had squid (calamar), cuttlefish (sepia), octopus (pulpo), monkfish (rape), cod (bacalao), hake (merluza), sardines and anchovies (sardinas, anchoas), and flounder (platija). It bears mention that none of this bounty came from a can or freezer.

(c) 2018 JMN.

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About JMN

I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.
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