Somethings Fishy

Growing up I was led to believe "a beautiful day was a gift from the sea". I was raised by all kinds of live off the land-ers and I floated in the ocean before I could walk or talk. What I mean to say is I've eaten a lot of fish in my day. My dad just got back from a day on the water with some fish he was willing to part with. I roasted them in a skillet with tomato and pesto. Simple and delicious.

I sliced some bread before bringing everything to the table, because you should always serve bread with fish. Right? My grandmother taught me that... or at least I picked it up from her. I was under the impression it has something to do with fish bones but doesn't it seem biblical? I love thinking about all the little superstitions and tricks I got from my mother or grandmother, those witches! 

So, have you heard this? Thoughts?

In other news I just signed up for the Renegade Craft Fair in November!