The smell wafted throughout the office, making stomachs growl all around. It was the alluring odor of food being prepared and cooked by expert hands. Each week, either on Wednesdays or Thursdays, these smells premeate the office. You can hear the sounds of the meal being prepared. The chopping, pans being filled, the popping as the grease becomes hot, and in the midst of the noise, the tantalizing smells of the weekly feast that lunch becomes.

Usually I pass on these feasts because they consist of the meat from the deer my bosses have shot during the last hunting season. However, today I succumbed to the temptation. I, who affectionately call my bosses "deer murderers", ate deer meat!! And it was delicious and more than likely will partake again.

Now, if they would only catch some wahoo the next time they go fishing off the Chandeluer Islands. For those who have never experienced wahoo, I pity you. It has caused me to stop eating fish such as lemon jack, bluefin tuna, grouper, and even my favored white trout, for the heavenly taste of waho cannot be equaled.

Plus, all the hunting and fishing gets them out of the office. Yippee!!


Blogger Esther said...

I've never tasted wahoo or heard of it for that matter. Is it really fishy tasting? I barely tolerate fish and it has to be mild, like tilapia. And even then I usually smother it with some kind of olive tapenade.

11:04 AM  
Anonymous seawitch said...


It is much milder thah tilapia and hardly any 'fishy' taste.

11:06 AM  
Anonymous Jonathan said...

First it was the reference to Santana. Now all this talk of wahoo (which I've had) and exotic game. Seawitch, consider me seduced.

3:11 PM  
Anonymous seawitch said...


LOL. Did you like the wahoo?

4:55 PM  
Anonymous Jonathan said...

I was visiting a friend in California, and due to my host's pre-existing commitment, I had a night to myself -- and full roam of the kitchen and a nearby seafood market. I bought a wahoo fillet, as well as small samples of other fish not common on the East Coast. I broiled them. The oven/range was electric, not gas, which I know is something you'll understand. But I worked with what I had, and with a little white wine, made it happen. The wahoo was great.

7:17 PM  
Anonymous seawitch said...

Someone else prepared the wahoo on at a different 'feast'. No white wine, which would have been very nice but unfortunately no drinking allowed at work. I only like to cook when I feel inspired. My son says most of what I prepare is edible.

7:34 PM  

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