by therisingblues » Sat Dec 06, 2008 12:03 am
Mrs Therisingblues took me to an expensive seafood restaurant by the seaside in Saga, and more or less insisted that I order the live squid. The poor bugger rolls up with his little arms flaying about everywhere, if he had eyelids I am sure he'd have been battering them at me too so I'm glad God never put those on squids. His torso was all sliced up into bite sized peices already, so any thoughts I had of running out the restaurant with him and releasing him into the sea were quickly dispelled by this small detail. He was a goner no matter what I did. Perhaps a hammer would have been the best thing for his condition? Anyway he turned out to be a tasty bugger, especially after I figured out that it was best to turn the plate so that I didn't have to reach over his tentacles to get to the tasty bits.
Surprisingly delicious indeed!
I'm gonna sit back, crack the top off a Pale Ale, and watch the Double Blues prevail
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