Today’s prompt: Write about a memorable glass of water.
My most memorable glass of water would have to be the glass I drank right after I took a swig of fish grease.
No, I wasn’t on some crazy cleanse or fad diet. It was a simple mistake.
For those of you wondering how someone might mistake fish grease for anything else, let me first say that if grease used to fry fish is poured in a used milk jug, it looks JUST LIKE iced tea.
It was about 4pm in April or May of ~1982. I must have been 14 because Mom let me out on the Recknor Road to run to grandmas (a mile or maybe 2).
My grandpa fished Toledo Bend as often as he could and grandma fried them up. My childhood memories are filled with fireflies, french fries, and fileted bass.
My grandma often made tea and let it steep for hours on the counter. The same counter where used fish grease in a plastic gallon jug sat that afternoon.
I remember cracking ice out of the metal tray, putting the cubes in a glass, pouring the ‘tea,’ re-filling the tray with water, and putting it back in the freezer.
Maybe it seemed like the liquid poured funny, but I was hot and tired. Impatient for that ice-cold sweet tea after a hot, dusty run.
I took a huge gulp and gagged before running to the hall bathroom and puking my guts up.
Just thinking about it, I can feel the thick film of grease coating my teeth, the stench of days-old fish still fresh in my mind.
And now you know about a memorable glass of water I had back in the 80s.