Sometimes I feel small enough to be swallowed whole. I start to realize acting like a big fish does not give me the credibility of a big fish. And then I eat a big fish and I feel OK.
This opportunity was only presented recently to me. You see, I had an allergy to all things from the sea. Ridiculous, you say? I agree. But with a miracle that makes me question my lack of faith, I grew out of the allergy. Seafood became all mine. A whole new section of every menu, previously just jumped over, now made my dining choices all the more difficult. The world was my oyster (see what I did there?).
In my quest to find the perfect salmon, I found a delicate lemongrass salmon salad. Served on a cedar plank, it comes with a thick lemon primed for juicing. A white balsamic dressing coats the salad, and the flavors are strong, but don’t overpower each other…the whole thing just worked.
It feels great. There’s nothing like a happy belly to put your mind at ease and to savor the moment and the fish. Maybe, after rejuvenating a little, you’ll realize that you’re OK, that even if you are small, you’ve got to just keep swimming, and everything will be alright.
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