Actually neither do I need to remind the friendly face of cow nor the proud & colorful shape of a roaster
as I order T-bone steak or chicken wings to ease my hunger.
But rarely sometimes.. I am thinking of the creature I like to eat.. What are the groupers going to yell at people like me if they could see the people who appreciate the taste of their fresh so much.. praising the huge deep sea animal as an excellent choice of seafood not as a beautiful neighbor as a big part of global ecosystem.
Though I feel a bit guilty to eat this beautiful creature
grouper is my most favored fish for dining.
The fresh melts like soft ice cream on my tongue.
Please forgive me great grouper..
but you are so delicious indeed! :p
his full name is Epinephelus malabaricus..
The word "grouper" comes from the word for the fish, most widely believed to be from the Portuguese name, garoupa. The origin of this name in Portuguese is believed to be from an indigenous South American language.
In Australia, the name "groper" is used instead of "grouper" for several species, such as the Queensland grouper (Epinephelus lanceolatus). In the Philippines, it is named lapu-lapu in Luzon, while in the Visayas and Mindanao it goes by the name pugapo. In New Zealand, "groper" refers to a type of wreckfish, Polyprion oxygeneios, which goes by the Māori name of hāpuku. In the Middle East, the fish is known as hammour, and is widely eaten, especially in the Persian Gulf region. (source: wikipedia)
after finishing my another sizzling rounding of 9 holes in the afternoon in Flemingdon Golf, i had no choice but to come over here, my favorite Dora Keogh, for cool down.
reading Coelho's noble while drinking made my much solar-energized body down to normal quite quickly.
German larger Grolsch was my first glass and two more glasses of Guinness were followed..
shrimp salad was an excellent choice for another way of cooling off the heat from my body.
Silvio Rodriguez.. Unicornio
.. i was beginning to enjoy the sun again, the mountains, even life's problems, i was beginning to accept that the meaning of life was no one's fault but mine. i wanted to see the main square in Ljubljana again, to feel hatred and love, despair and tedium.. all those simple, foolish things that make up everyday life, but that give pleasure to your existence. ..
just try to open your heart over the couple of beers with the hilarious bartenders sharing lots of good experience in life, trying tasteful recommendation for your tongue and stomach and bursting into a series of laugh over their good humors.. :-)))
drank too much..
Kevin my friend.. as always..
