I’ll be honest—I’m team oil. Life is too short to eat sad, watery fish. If I’m going to consume something that used to swim, I want it to taste like the sea had a good day. Water tuna tastes like the sea was on a diet and miserable.
But I get it—maybe you’re counting every calorie. Fine. Use water tuna, but drain it well and add a splash of olive oil yourself. You get the control, the flavor, and the smug feeling of being a kitchen wizard.
Ultimately, this isn’t just about tuna. It’s about how you approach life. Do you choose the safe, dry path? Or do you dive headfirst into the rich, oily unknown? I know which one I’m opening for lunch.
Now go forth, open a can, and make peace with your decision. Just don’t forget the pickle relish. That’s a whole other article.
