Nothing wrong with a big stuffed baked haddock, either, Beer. We ate lots of that, and lots of homemade bread and molasses. Saturdays she'd bake beans, in the coal stove oven, in a crock with onions, pork scraps or bacon, and molasses, and bake brown bread in big juice cans with it.

Man, I hated cod liver oil, but we got bottles of it, not living near a fish house - there were small farms around us, so we had vegetables, and we kids picked every edible berry around for winter jams.

But my bro-in-law is a fisherman's son, and he remembers being ashamed when bringing lobster sandwiches to school every day because they couldn't afford balogna.