Oh fish sauce, how I feel for thee.
You are a wonderous and tasty addition to my bland rice vermicelli.
So simple, yet so fine.
Why do people scorn you so when brought to the table?
They hear your name and are immediately turned off.
I beg and plead for your case yet people always just turn their heads in disgust!
"Oh, no fish sauce for me!" they say.
And I retort "Why not? It surely will add a taste sensation that can be claimed as next to Godliness!"
Oh fish sauce, why do people judge you so?
They are prejudice to your name because it contains the word fish.
They judge because they assume your nothing but ground up and blended bits of dolphin.
They always judge a book by its cover.
Oh fish sauce... What the hell do "they" know anyways.
Nobody ever takes into consideration that you may just be a tasty addition to a meal.
Why should they? They think your made of fish!
Little do they know that I have your secret.
I have always been a promoter for your luxurious taste.
But people still turn up their noses when they hear your name.
Why don't they get it? Really, what the hell is their problem?
Why don't people believe me when I say your just a tasty oily sauce that has no fish in it?
Perhaps I won't tell them anymore.
Perhaps I won't fight for your tasty cause.
Perhaps... Perhaps... Perhaps...
I could perhaps all day and it won't get you or I anywhere but nowhere.
We could change your name to something like "oily goodness"
Or we could change it to something more elegant like "bonté huileuse" which is just French for "oily goodness".
Who would ever know but you and I?
Nobody would second guess you with a name like that. Not even the French because they eat worse crap than that anyway!
No... No...
A name change will not suffice.
What the hell do you or I care what anyone thinks about our dirty little relationship?
None! None I say.
Forget the masses, forget them all!
People can judge all they want now fish sauce!
They will continue to have a prejudice to you.
My words will no longer fall on deft ears.
As I shall no longer fight with losers who don't take my word.
Oh fish sauce, my fish sauce.
You shall continue to flavor my vermicelli.
You shall continue to fill my heart with delight.
I shall fight no more...
Oh fish sauce, don't ever change old friend.
I will not share your secret anymore, and this I promise.
Oh fish sauce, just know that I have forsaken you not.
And even though I speak not your name, I will never forget you...
Disclaimer:
Fish sauce actually does contain fish...