A few weeks ago I saw this van driving on the streets of Brooklyn, and now I don’t ever want to eat fish again. I’ve been a vegetarian (with the exception of sucking on certain types of sausage and other human body parts) since I was 13, and honestly I didn’t eat fish on an even-semi-regular basis until I was in my early 20s. My mom used to make me “tuna” sandwiches when I was like 8, but when I found out what tuna was (she never added the fish bit at the end of her “here’s your tuna sandwich” sentence), I stopped eating it. Completely, and sort of sadly, cause I loved my tuna on soggy white bread, crusts cut off, with cucumber on top. That is until I was about 23, and bored with my diet, and so, I began eating certain types of fish.

I still don’t eat shellfish, no bottom feeders, nothing but a few types of select white meat fish and tuna (the steak kind, not the mashed-up-in-a-can kind).

But now, after this, I have to reconsider.