The food was pretty, too. I took pictures of some of it (believe it or not). This is my mango trio dessert from the hotel's Caribbean restaurant - our favorite and the only one we visited twice for dinner.
And this is my delicious duck and plantain appetizer. No idea what the green stuff was (I thought about calling Ghostbusters, but it tasted alright, so I decided against it).
One day at lunch we visited the Mexican restaurant. Makes sense since we were in Mexico, right? We felt we should try some authentic Mexican food. Jamal decided not to take any chances with his lunch, though.
Dad ordered this. I'm not sure what it is, but it's pretty enough.
And then there was my order. I ordered seafood tacos. How much more Mexican and beach can you get than tacos and seafood? So here they are. Do you see a little something poking out?
Oh yes, those would be LEGS! LEGS in my tacos. Umm, thanks but no thanks. I'll take a burger and fries, please.
I actually did try one bite of one of the legs. And that was the end of my experience with seafood tacos.
Our favorite place for lunch (no, it wasn't the legs-in-my-taco place) was this beach bbq place.
And below is a picture of our farewell dinner, which was held at our favorite breakfast place.
Dad was not pleased with the size of his dessert.
We loved the food, but the company was better. :-)
2 comments:
OK, this is going to be long, but I have to tell it. Years ago, when we first moved to Brazil, I ordered a "seafood" pastry dish at a nice restaurant. After a few bites I noticed some "chewy" morsels inside. Discovered that the same tentacles you had in your taco were in my dish. So, I (like you) stopped eating it. Gross! Fast forward about a year. Two of my teammates' parents were visiting and I decided to have them all over for a nice lunch. You know, make a good impression, etc. We had to set up two tables. In the middle of the lunch, I decided to tell my tentacle story. So as I am leading up to the climax of the story (where I discover the tentacles in the pastry), I accidentally (but very loudly - you know the climax of the story and all) say " And it had TESTICLES in it!" I immediately realized what I had said and tried to correct it. But too late - both tables heard me. My face turned beet red. What a great impression to make! So, be careful when you retell your story.
Love ya,
Benay
Haha, what a great story! So glad you shared that with me. Maybe if I just continue to refer to them as "legs" I can avoid a similar incident.
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