Monday, April 26, 2010

Big Fish.

 The same day as the crazy rains, the first big fish came. Hoisted on the shoulders of two big guys, the staff parted to let the fish get by. They laid it on the stainless counter near the sinks. About 60 kilos (more than 130 pounds), this was one massive tuna. Grabbing it by the gills, the gloved hands of helpers became bloody. I was surprised that the tuna's blood was as red as the human kind.

Cleyton was quick to start carving up the sucker. A mere 15-minutes later, the fish was boned and cut into numerous inch-thick steaks. Tonight's grilled fish special. Throughout the next couple of weeks, oceans of fish of several varieties. It doesn't get fresher.

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