Overcoming My Fish Fear

Hello, my name is Erin, and I’m afraid of fish. Hi, Erin! 

I’ve always been a bit afraid of fish. If I’m in a lake, I’m afraid of being touched by one. If I’m in the ocean, I’m afraid of being eaten by a big one. If I’m in my kitchen, I’m afraid to cook one. But, weirdly, I’m not afraid to eat them. So when Alaska Seafood sent me a box of fresh fish on ice, I was pretty excited to be forced to get cooking with fish. Although I’ll admit that I did gulp in intimidation when I opened the package.

A couple of factors play into my fish fear. First of all, I’m from Kansas. Land-locked land of the cow. Secondly, my husband is super picky about fish, and I got discouraged when he gagged on a perfectly fine piece of halibut early on in our marriage; I just gave up. But just like when I try cooking with anything for the first time—quinoa, kale—I always kick myself later for putting it off so long.

Head over to the new, the awesome Fit Bottomed Eats to read about how my fish experiment went. Did it turn out delish? Did I screw it up? Only a click over will allow you to find out… —Erin