I filleted a cod this afternoon, and then I made fish stock with the non fillet part. Sort of a \u201cwhole buffalo\u201d mentality here around the mansion. Used thyme that I grew myself, too \u2026 and a leek from the CSA. Anyway, I was wrapping up the \u201cfish head in a pot, process\u201d and I had a catastrophic sort of knife-drop incident. One of the ones where the knife is spinning in front of my head and I\u2019m like \u201chow the hell, um, crap?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Anyway, the hands did what they\u2019ve been told a thousand times to do: Get the hell out of the way of the knife. You drop a knife (or a sword, or whatever), you get your hands out of the way. Do not grab the falling blade. The hands were safely behind my back almost as soon as the \u201cknife in the air\u201d alert went out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The knees, on the other hand swung into the \u201ccushion the landing of the valuable item which you have dropped\u201d routine. They\u2019ve won praise in similar situations recently for neatly catching my phone and then sliiiiiding it down my calf. Very slick. So the knees are like \u201cwe\u2019re ON it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Meanwhile, the conscious mind had time to say \u201cno knees! noooooo!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The knife wound up sticking me perfectly vertically, about an inch away from my kneecap. It sort of bounced off my leg. I was like \u201chey, that wasn\u2019t so \u2026 um \u2026 blood soaking through my jeans now.\u201d Anyway, a deep but narrow wound that only now is beginning to hurt. That was me, limping up the stairs with my pant leg hiked above my knee to avoid (further) staining my jeans. Yay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For what it\u2019s worth, the fillets were some of the best I\u2019ve done, and the broth smelled awesome. Thanks, cod.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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