The Feast of the Seven Shrimp

Posted by Censor Librorum on Dec 21, 2006 | Categories: Lesbian in a Catholic Sort of Way

Growing up half-Italian with grandparents from Italy, every Christmas Eve Lori went over to their house for the “Feast of the Seven Fishes,” or at least their variation of it. She loved the shrimp her Grandmother made; but regales me with horror stories about the baccala and spagetti with clam sauce.

We do our own version called “The Feast of the Seven Shrimp.” Our son, Robert, hates shrimp, so we ordered fresh Atlantic salmon for him at Braun’s. Lori and I will have tuna steak, and I also ordered a half dozen oysters for myself as a treat. Lori and Robert are both grossed out by oysters, but their taste reminds me of the sea–or a woman–which is probably the reason I like them so much.

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