Something fishy

Sunday's and Monday's dinners consisted of a tomato-based fish stew from the Whole Foods in Berkeley and a cheese baguette from Mrs. Wallach's house. The stew was heavy on the fish and seemed more like a dish of solid fish chunks than a soup, but a little bit of additional water made it fine and a good consistency for the cheese bread to soak up the liquid.

I was happily eating along while watching Anthony Bourdain's eating show on the Travel Network (he was in Paris and I was in heaven) Sunday night when Scott, sitting on the floor across the table from me, commented on the smell. It didn't particularly go well with him and his sickness. Ah, well.