Royal tuna

As we have mentioned before these pages, more than a century ago, tuna was not considered a respectable dining choice.  The big fish was regarded as nuisance, best used for cat food.

In a few brief decades, one’s status can change quickly.  Now tuna is for kings and emperors. Consider this excerpt from a mystery novel about a doomed royal romance – Royal Escape:

“….some mistakes can’t be tolerated,” Edward snapped in irritation. “The boys do not have time for silly behavior, for jokes, for associating with the wrong people. They don’t have choices.”

Pretending not to hear, the servers briskly arranged the plates, as if the positions could not be too exact. One man asked Edward about more wine. Edward shook his head, without consulting Elena, and the man served a cauliflower soup, topped with toasted almonds. Elena blushed. She could never get over his habit of speaking so personally in front of strangers, especially about the children.

Edward refused to believe that other people were equal to him, that they might not accept a higher set of standards for royalty. Too often the people who worked around royalty found some way to profit from the idle comments.

But that was an old and endless argument for the couple. So, she picked up her fork. The dinner was superb—seared albacore and asparagus salad, filet mignon, large scallops with just a touch of cream and white port, and grilled exotic vegetables. Edward ate rapidly, as if to dodge the conversation. Elena stubbornly waited for her husband to choose a subject and resume. But he did not speak. So they ate dinner silently, and the waiters cleared the plates and brought tea. Elena ordered a pear tart with almond crust, and Edward asked for a vintage port. When they were alone again, Elena spoke with impatience: “Neither of us has any idea what we want. From the queen or from each other.”

Edward stared off toward the water. “I suppose that I want both the throne and the freedom to enjoy Kay’s company. I’m comfortable with her like no one else.”

“I’m happy for you, Edward. I hope that I can meet someone and feel that way again someday. In the meantime, it’s hard for me to fit in with this family.”

He shrugged. “Then continue doing what you do best—travel around the world. High-profile charity and good deeds. Glamour and publicity. While it lasts.”

Living a sustainable life entails living with and making choices.  We can choose to live simply, sustainably – and still live well. And making the right choices today will help our children tomorrow …

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2 Responses to Royal tuna

  1. Jacqueline Seewald says:

    Well, I love tuna and love Royal Escape so I’m dropping a comment here.
    My husband is not a fish lover, but I am. And I do eat canned tuna regularly.
    However, I love fresh tuna steak. And I agree that it’s fit for royalty.

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