Queasiness by association
I remember what I fixed for dinner after the Kentucky Derby last year. How likely is that?
That was the Derby, you may remember, where Eight Belles had to be euthanized. Up until then I would watch a leg of the Triple Crown with mild enjoyment if someone else had the TV on.
Gailor was home, so that meant that any time there was a major sporting event, she and my husband were in front of the TV. They even got me excited about watching the filly try to beat the boys. I stopped cooking and came over to the little kitchen TV to watch the race. ...
I haven't felt the same about horse racing since.
Usually I'm pretty good about shrugging such things off, but the three of us sat at the dinner table afterward and pushed the food around our plates. I had poached a nice piece of salmon in white wine and served it cold with a little dill mayonnaise, but Gailor and I didn't eat much of it.
Since then, I notice when I'm at the seafood counter and the choice is salmon or something else, I usually buy the something else. Food preferences are such a delicate thing. It's not a big deal. I always enjoy salmon if I'm having it elsewhere, and sometimes I cook it.
Did it seem odd to you that not much of the coverage (what little I read or saw) of Rachel Alexandra didn't mention Eight Belles? I watched the Preakness because my husband had it on yesterday, but it was an anxiety-making experience because there was a filly in the race.
Afterward I realized that by some creepy coincidence (I hadn't cooked the fish in months), I had bought salmon for dinner. It didn't taste as good as it usually does.
(AP Photo/Morry Gash)
Comments
I know exactly what you mean, EL. We watched and there was a huge sigh of relief when Rachel Alexandra won and, most importantly, no one was injured, man or horse. She gave a whole new meaning to "running like a girl."
Posted by: Dahlink | May 17, 2009 7:19 AM
She gave a whole new meaning to "running like a girl."
This has gotta be Comment of the Week.
Posted by: Eve | May 17, 2009 10:36 AM
And a valuable lesson for girls: If a skilful little man sits on you and beats you with a stick you can earn a boatload of money for the rich man who owns you. Girl power!
Posted by: Owl Meat Gravy | May 17, 2009 11:17 AM
Owl Meat Gate #13,
PETA wants you.
Posted by: Laura Lee | May 17, 2009 1:58 PM
Oh the animal people are really going to want me in a few weeks.
Posted by: Owl Meat Gravy | May 17, 2009 2:39 PM
And a valuable lesson for girls: If a skilful little man sits on you and beats you with a stick you can earn a boatload of money for the rich man who owns you.
OMG, a comment like that is bound to attract Depravity Himself: LM. Except perhaps, for the "girl" part.
Posted by: YumPorchetta*◄:o)╥╥~ | May 17, 2009 3:43 PM
OMG, you can usually earn more if you beat the guy with a stick.
Posted by: Lissa | May 17, 2009 7:10 PM
I second "running like a girl" for CotW.
OMG, you'd be much better off if you offered the filly a carrot*.
* Right, or carat. Sugar works too.
Posted by: jl | May 17, 2009 8:59 PM
"OMG, you can usually earn more if you beat the guy with a stick."
Yes, just remember to establish a safety word. Something like "Marmalade" should work.
Posted by: Robert of Cross Keys | May 17, 2009 10:41 PM
"Marmalade" is a bit long to scream. Maybe "Jammy" instead?
Posted by: Lissa | May 18, 2009 6:45 AM
You guys are sick.
Posted by: Laura Lee | May 18, 2009 8:04 AM
Thank you, Laura Lee.
Posted by: Lissa | May 18, 2009 10:14 AM
I thought it was just me. I was peeking through my fingers watching this race, I was so worried something was going to happen. I fear I may be permanently traumatized.
I love the direction this blog is taking. Too funny!
Posted by: Ruby | May 18, 2009 1:36 PM