Carol had this knack for saying to me “Oh, that’s right, you don’t like fish.” And then taking me to fish places. She plied me with walleye (flown all the way from Lake Superior, so much for eating locally), catfish, oysters, grouper, more grouper and then on our last night we went to the super-cool Nemo’s. The sea bass is one of their specialties and so I ordered it. It was lovely. I even ate and enjoyed, well, let’s say, tolerated the caviar on top of it. The whole meal was exquisite.
Carol had little boxes of seaweed or something. I was not interested.
If the place wasn’t so fancy, I’d have picked my plate up and licked it.