Sorry Phred. Guess it wasn't a success! But what a slippery bottle of calm juice!

Makes me think of a time right after I was sent on assignment to Mexico. I was invited out to dinner one night by a co-worker and her husband. We went to a very elegant restaurant. Although I spoke Spanish my knoweledge of foods was -- like my diet at the time -- limited to beef, pork, and chicken. I ordered accordingly. My friend's husband ordered a dish with which I was not familiar. Very elaborate preparation tableside -- lots of garlic and who knows what all else. Served on toast points. As a guest I had to try it. I made all the correct guestlike comments..."How interesting!" "Very different taste!" all with the correct level of enthusiasm.

Finally someone figured out how to get through my thick gringa head -- "It's fish that makes electricity!"

She became, and still is, a very good friend. They frequently entertained me in their home. And often, as a special treat just for me since I had enjoyed it soooo much, he would make eel.

Thankd goodness for certain alcoholic beverages!