Anchovies

It was a bread oven pizza day, a group of friends invited. I tried to provide a variety of toppings; not knowing their favourites, I chose mine. Ham, anchovies, mushrooms, sweet peppers, black olives, Emmenthal and Parmesan cheese, tomato sauce with oregano and garlic. “Where did you get the anchovies?” asked a friend who summers here. “ I bought them,” I replied. Then I realized that’s what most people do. Most people do not have a mother-in-law who supplied them with home-prepared anchovies for so many years, I did not realize one could buy the approximate equivalent. I miss those lovingly prepared jars and the hands that laboured over them.

I well remember the first time I had anchovies. I was 19 years old and had no idea previously that such a thing existed. I was working at a college student staffed conference center and heard others talking about them. They seemed to be a subject of controversy, some deemed them utterly revolting.   Nobody could clearly tell me what they were; fishy, strong, were mentioned. On a day off, I took the bus into town and happened to eat in a pizzeria. When I saw anchovies on the menu, I had to find out for myself. I expected something barely tolerable but found them not so extreme, in fact I liked them. Now they have become filled with tradition and family.

 

 

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About djdfr

Daily life experiences by a Franco-American woman living in the Breton countryside form the basics of this blog. Gardening, watercolour, choral music, food, are some of my interests. I seek to balance the physical, mental and spiritual. I am a free believer praying from the Bible, the Qur’an and The Revelation of Arès. In 1974, with Jesus as the messenger, and in 1977, manifesting as a stick of light, Our Creator spoke directly to a man in Arès, France, named Michel Potay. The message is in the book “The Revelation of Arès”. It is a call for us to change, to practice love, peacemaking, forgiveness, to free ourselves from all prejudice, to develop our spiritual intelligence, the intelligence of the heart.

3 responses to “Anchovies”

  1. fatoscan says :

    DİD YOUR FİENDS LİKE IT ? I myself wouldnt put musrooms , I cant imagine them together .

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