did I ever tell you about the fish?

The day we got our HHG, we were in the madness of checking off delivered goods as well as directing the movers to the various rooms where certain boxes were to be unpacked.

In the middle of the madness, our landlord, a very sweet man, presented John with a fish.

"For you."  he said.

Apparently he has a fish farm.  He goes there and fishes it, cleans his prizes, then, vacuum seals them.  By the smell of this one, it was smoked.

However, John is a not a fish person.  I'm definitely not a fish person if it still has a head.  Otis was very interested in it.  Unfortunately, it went to the trash.  Sorry Alois.

Later the next week, he asked about the fish.  We lied.  We said it was tasty.  He said he has LOTS of fish.  Big fish!  Small fish!  Any time we want fish....let him know.

Greaaaaat.