We have been experimenting all the many local restaurants here as I have no way of cooking anything yet. Great food and every delight you can imagine. Last night we head over to this really nice Lebanese place. We walked past their selection of fresh fish (some still moving) and I decide I am having fish...Mmmmmmm. The server comes out and I tell him I would like the fresh fish of the day and he states I must chose my delight. I walk with him over to the "set-up" and choose the big fat one. Sure, why not right? Big and round fish are easier to flank and eat the meat. He then points to a much smaller one and moves his eyebrows in an encouraging way. Nope, I want the big one... the big one right there.
Dining is such an experience here. The appetizers are endless, veggies, olives, round bread, flat bread and then the ones you order come out. Then, the entree. In my case the big fat fish comes out on a plate. Cut right down the fat belly and served belly up, head and all. oh. Wow, that really is a big, fat fish and he is staring right at me. Dave says, "Use your hand... but, only your right hand." (this is a whole seperate blog post that will follow... but the left hand is used primarily to wipe somewhere and is NOT used to eat or shake hands ;)
Anyhow, back to the most delicious fish I have ever ordered. Yum. Big, meaty, white and fresh "Hamour Fish", oh how I love thee all 1/8th that I could finish.
The end of the meal arrives and the first bill arrives, it is not ours. The second bill arrives and it is not ours. The third and last bill arrives and it IS ours but, it is not "Just right". Wow! Apparently, that Hamour fish is quite expensive. No wonder that guy pointed to a much smaller fish. It all becomes clear once we head home and I decide to internet investigate that damn fish. Wow... endangered, whouda thought? Not me... not even a little, tiny thought. Next time, I will ask. Teehee (sheepishly)
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