That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for May 03, 2021

Grandma’s kitchen apron was a cornucopia of seafood.

“We’re having fish tonight, just for the halibut.”

The cats will be gathering momentarily.

Speaking of cornucopias, I wouldn’t want to horn in, but Grandma produced a veritable cornucrappie-a in an attempt to reel in the landlord with the promise of live specie she could shoot in a barrel! He wasn’t having it, though—he wanted to be paid up to scale! That finished her.

“I told my grandson to bring home the bacon, and this is what he comes back with. Something’s wrong with that boy.”

How about some fish but no chips?

Tom Hanks’ very first television appearance as Mother Theresa’s side kick, helping her feed the poor. A truly Hallmark moment!

“This is my other son Gary Potter. He can only conjure up fish with his wand.”

Back in 1924, there were no Bass-O-Matics, so she had to make do with a kid with a stick.

That’s his ‘net’ pay after a day on the trawler. Two halibut and a chunk of dolph-um-tuna.

In the fish market by the bay/ she’s selling the catch of the day/ but fish doesn’t last/ and its peak is now passed/ she can’t even give it away.

Somethin’s fishy here!

I saw this one on PBS! It’s the one where Julia drops the chicken on the floor.

I see we’re trouting out our favorite fish puns.

Hey Ma, you want me to magic up the rest of dinner?

She dwelt among untrodden ways/aye, that is where she dwelt/ she made her living scaling fish/ and so she smellt of Smelt.///I met her at the counter there/ and watched her ply her blade/ Her muscled forearm caught my eye/and my desire was swayed../// We fell into a hot affair/ and,ere the heat had cooled/ her finger with a wedding ring / I rashly had bejeweled/// A younger maiden caught my eye/before too long had passed/ and, like the fish of yesterday/ the marriage couldn’t last../// I let my myself be guided by my young testosterone/ and soon my cheating was revealed- in every stall twas known../// one morning as I dropped her off, she bid me come inside/ and, not suspecting she’d a plan, I cheerfully complied/// and then she seized her gutting knife and whilst in pain I howled/ she plied that knife with wondrous speed/ and I lay, disemboweled! ///and if my tale sounds fishy/ (as a dead man’s tale must be)/remember it’s a fish tale,/ if you can’t remember me.

Cod bless America!

The Halibut Pay exchange rate is underwater.

On today’s ‘Julie & Julia’, it’s gravad laks in Copenhagen.

Carmela Corleone confronts Vito, “What was the fish head doing on my pillow?”

Picture of my wife and grandson trying to convince me there are no small bones in the fish. They lie!

Martha Stewart, The Early Days

♫ In Dublin’s fair city Where the girls are so pretty, I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone ♫ (by the Dubliners)

She doesn’t have the sole for it.

This is the easiest way to make a fish taco.

“Why, of course not Mr. Ranger. My son caught it with a rod and reel. Put that dynamite away, dimwit!!!

Tell me, son, did it smell like this?

Kitchen interior with fish seller haggling with housewife: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Peter_Wilhardt_K%C3%BCcheninterieur_mit_handelnder_Hausfrau_und_Magd.jpg 

(best viewed using Google Chrome, which can automatically translate most pages as necessary) has info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

https://www.kulturarv.dk/kid/VisWeilbach.do?kunstnerId=4415&wsektion=alle 

has info, or links that point to more info, about this artist (again Chrome, with Google Translate added to chrome://extensions, can automatically translate), perhaps in addition to what’s pointed to by the title URL. First work by him used here.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2698 (May 2, 2021) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment.

Yes, we have no bananas.

“Yes, we have no Bonitos..but we do have these scrod…”

For this 79-yr old geezer, what is “Halibut Pay”?

When it comes to paying her bills, she’s floundering for money because she works for scale.

how can you tell it’s a fish, could be a pork roast.

Sushi in the Sky with Diamonds?

Do you have change for a fin?

Yes, I have heard of “a bird in the hand is better”; but have you tried “a fish in the hand”?

Diners, Drive-ins and Dives, Home Edition!

It’s better dipped in egg. You wouldn’t have an egg on hand, perhaps? Use this bowl right here.

This brings back memories of when I lived in a small town in Denmark for the summer when I was 16. A man wheeled a cart around, calling out “Friske Fiske! Friske Fiske!” (Fresh Fish!) My Danish sister would go out and buy some nice fish for my Danish mother to serve for dinner. (Neither of them looked like the lady in this painting, though, lol!) I haven’t thought of that in many years…