Growing up fish was something we had but I did not enjoy. I am not sure exactly when this started but for the longest time I did not have the skin of the fish, then I stopped having whole fish I think for almost 10 years. I just for some reason thought it was grossish.
Then 3 years ago I went to visit my girl Mona in Kampala. On the day I was living we passed Tuskys to get some gonja crisps (plantain). Mona bought some fish and they were all packed together. Well, you can guess what happened, I found my self with fish in Nairobi. I obviously could not throw it out after it traveled all the way now could I?
Hubby was super happy about it, that was the day we started calling it something close to the name above. The actual name we call it is PG LOL but the point is it it pleases men.