I got excited thinking that it was the kind of seafood restaurant where you pick your meal from the tanks of live animals, and they carry them back to the kitchen and cook them for you. But it wasn't famous for "pick food" – it was famous for PIG FOOT!
Mmmm, pork trotters. I was not to be disappointed for long, though. I just had to wait another 24 hours to eat at the kind of "pick food" restaurant I had been dreaming of. We picked giant langoustines, clams, and what looked like a parrot fish!
Identifying our victims
This guy thinks he can get away...
...from this lady with the net.
He was wrong.
Check out the teeth on this one!
seriously yummmmmmmmmm
ReplyDeleteOh man. You are eating your way through this vacation and I am loving reading about it :-)
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