Do I Dare to Eat...?: Opening Up to Sardines
There are far more oysters in the Pacific Northwest than there are intrepid eaters who've chanced eating the bivalves raw. Despite our region's global reputation as an epicenter of oyster culture, raw oysters remain on many local eaters' never-tried lists. In this occasional series, Voracious takes on those lists, asking experts how first-timers should approach relatively common foods that give them the willies. Rather than probe the finer points of exotic offal appreciation, we'll uncover what makes mayonnaise, oozy cheese, and oysters so repugnant to otherwise adventurous eaters--and how they can summon the nerve to take just one bite.![]()
When I was very young, one of my favorite games was Silly Sandwich, a vintage 1975 Milton Bradley classic (actually, I have no idea whether the game was popular anywhere but my house, but it should have been a classic). The goal was to construct the zaniest possible sandwich from a collection of cardboard cutouts. You could make a ketchup and mushroom sandwich! Or a turnip and olive sandwich! But the win almost always went to whichever player was quickest to grab the sardine.
Whether paired with peanut butter, hot dogs, or cheese, sardines always seemed pretty gross. I didn't encounter a real sardine until I was in my teens (my mother is allergic to fish and shellfish, which is why I still consider tuna salad a luxury item), but I was certain my anti-sardine position was justified.
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