I was at the store looking for dinner ideas. I try to build our evening meal around something that the Os and the As can enjoy together. Fish, chicken, turkey and eggs are all good choices. Nothing at the fresh fish counter caught my eye, so I moved on to frozen fish. I like keeping fish in my freezer, because it's fast and easy if I get home from school late. I bought a bag of frozen flounder.

It was not a good choice.

The As did not like it. They couldn't give me a reason why they didn't like it, but neither of them ate much. On a hunch I looked up flounder, and saw that it was avoid for As. My mistake! There is quite a long list of fish that are Type A avoids, and I don't have them all memorized. It was rather interesting, however, that both my husband and daughter somehow knew they shouldn't eat it.

Flounder is neutral for me, but I didn't like it either. There were too many small bones. My rational mind tells me that these bones are probably too small and soft to hurt me, but when I bite down on one of them or it scratches the side of my cheek, I have to spit it out. Though the fish tasted good, finding and discarding all those bones made this flounder too much work to be pleasurable. Despite that, I've been eating lots of flounder. I hate to just throw it away, and I don't want to give it to the As, now that I'm aware that it is an avoid. I had finished all but the last piece.

One night my husband and I had to make a decision before dinner. We were not in agreement at first, so we had to sort through the pros and cons. Suddenly I was hungry. It was probably the stress of the decision, but I was really hungry. I got the flounder out of the refrigerator and ate it (only two bones in that piece). It served its purpose. The protein calmed me down, we reached a good decision, and then I fixed a dinner we could all enjoy.

Flounder is off my grocery list. Cod is a better choice. It beneficial for us all, and no bones!