I purchased a box of Gorton’s fish sticks a few days ago. The box of 18 fish sticks were on sale down there at the corner of happy and healthy (Walgreens in Covington), and they only had two boxes left. It had been over 30 years since I last ate any fish sticks. On an impulse, I purchased the box.
I remember having fish sticks when I would sometimes prepare dinner for my kids when my wife didn’t feel like cooking or had something else to do. Of course, no one is really preparing frozen fish sticks. You’ll just sticking them in the oven.
Back when I was doing this 30 some odd years ago, I never got the Gorton’s brand. It was always Mrs. Paul’s. I remember serving those fish sticks with Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and green beans. I don’t remember my kids protesting any of this too much which probably means I fixed this meal a lot.
On Monday, I ate fish sticks. I had five or six for lunch and eight for dinner. I didn’t have any Kraft Mac or green beans with them—left lazy on that day. I finished them up yesterday morning for breakfast. There weren’t 18 of them in the box. There were 20—two bonus fish sticks.
They tasted OK, but it will probably be another 30 years before I buy anymore of them. That will make me 90-years-old. Yep, I’ve probably eaten the last fish sticks I’m ever going to eat.
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