I want to preface this story with the vital piece of information that Dan read about Aldi grocery stores on the internet. Growing up, these were the most ghetto grocery stores, but he really wanted to check it out. It smells in there. It smelled back in the day, and it still smells. I gave it a shot for his edification, but I’m not going back.
Anyhoo, we were enjoying a very delicious dinner of Aldi frozen salmon, cooked with fresh herbs and lemon, broccoli and pattypan squash from the farmer’s market in sage butter, and something else that was very very good (this was a couple of weeks ago now). After dinner, Dan started hacking and coughing, making that sound like “kack” that never bodes well. I asked him if he had a hairball. He said, “I think I have a sage-ball. There’s something caught in the back of my throat.” We watched a movie, Dan kacking away the whole time. I feared that he would be emotionally scarred by the experience and never let me cook with sage again.
Bedtime rolled around, and Dan shut himself in the master bath, seemingly to have some privacy while he dealt with his pharynx. After much kacking and no small amount of gagging, a muffled voice came from behind the door, “It’s a fishbone.”
“WHAT?”
He came out and described for me his experience of having tweezed out, with thumb and forefinger, a two inch fishbone which he discovered bobbing at the back of his throat when he looked in the mirror. My response to this was twofold:
1) This is why it’s important to chew your food
2) We’re not going back to Aldi