Fish Heads

 

Fish Head Stew

A friend of mine recently told me about how, when she was a child, her step-father would tell her, every time they were going out to dinner, that they were going to a restaurant called Hobbo’s. Hobbo’s only served fish heads, he told her.

The threat of Hobbo’s would make her cry each and every time. I can’t really say I would have reacted any different, although I plan to use this tactic if I ever have children. It’s probably pretty mean, but it’s also one of the funniest things I’ve heard in a while. Just the name “Hobbo’s” cracks me up. I wonder if that guy (my friend’s stepfather) came up with that himself.

 

Which brings me to something else: a Google search shows me that there is an Australian seafood restaurant chain called Hobbo’s Hut. Gross! No word on whether they serve fish heads. Who can say?

Anyway, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I have severely neglected this blog for the past, oh, half of a year. Shame on me. I plan to get back into the swing of things starting, well, now. The Hobbo’s story was the first thing to really get my brain working creatively. Which is pretty sad. Check back for more observations, news updates, incoherent ramblings, and other nonsense.