I like my kitten pan-seared with a honey glaze

As I walked through the living room the other night while my husband was watching CNN, the phrase "sea kitten" caught my attention. First I envisioned a new breed of cute and cuddly shore-dwelling creatures, and then (as it is wont to do) my mind went to the dark side. Cute and cuddly was quickly replaced by Frankensteinesque hybridizations of land mammals and crustaceans. The latter image stopped me dead in my tracks.

My hubby, not sharing my fondness for both cute and cuddly things and freaks of nature, quickly turned the channel before I could learn more.

Imagine my disappointment when I came across this article on NPR.org last night and learned that sea kittens are nothing more than fish. Thanks a lot, PETA, for killing the part of me that believed that when people string words like "sea" and "kitten" together, it should actually mean something. Somebody should report you to an activist group. Perhaps protesters could throw dictionaries at you.