Earlier, it looked like we might realize this dream when a family seaside vacation was announced (What, me? Afford my own accommodations?). However, we instead took a long break from sporadic employment to actually land some work! (Hey, I can't help it if a job comes up when least expected.)
However, what should Our Father of Cookrye bring back but this?
Yes indeed, while out on a boat, he filled the above-photographed with seawater! We thought it was bottled water until opening it. Did you know how pungent seawater smells when you're not at the shore and therefore used to it?
|I know it looks like ordinary boiling water, but it's so much better.|
And so, we at A Book of Cookrye have finally eaten spaghetti cooked in seawater!
|What, you thought I was going to get out a bowl which I'd have to wash?|
And it is salty. So, so salty. Since I love salt (I may or may not have furtively licked those new age salt lamps when I was younger), it was perfect. Surprisingly, it didn't have any fishy taste (even though the salt-fish smell took over the kitchen while it boiled), so it was surprisingly normal spaghetti (or, salt with some spaghetti that fell in the pot by accident). This is astonishingly delicious (unless you're low- or moderate-sodium). If you happen to live by the sea and haven't done this, why haven't you?