so, i ate shark.i know, i know, i've been a vegetarian for more than half of my life, more than 16 years. not a bite of anything not vegetarian. not even close.
i think a lot about food: where it comes from, how it was transported, how it was prepared. obviously. i have a blog about it. BUT, i also love to travel, and i have been thinking a lot about being a good traveler and how much of that is based on eating the foods of other cultures. a friend of a friend ate eyeball in mali. it was supposedly an honor to have it offered to you. i have been to france many winters in a row and have never had foie gras on christmas eve, which is seemingly a tradition. this is really the tip of the iceberg. there are many, many places i want to visit, and it's not always easy to be a vegetarian. sometimes, i think it's just downright rude, like it's stuck-up, like i think the rules should be bent for me, which i don't.
in trinidad and tobago, it was quite easy to eat vegetarian food. there's a huge indian influence, and everything from roti to doubles is already made for vegetarians.
on the beach in maracas bay, the dish to eat is called bake-n-shark. the bread is the "bake." it's a deep-fried batter that's not actually greasy. the shark is also fried, and also not greasy. there are a variety of sauces to add to your sandwich, from ketchup and mustard to curries and pepper and garlic sauces.
i decided i had to try it. i mean, when else could i get a fried shark sandwich?
it definitely wasn't the best thing i've ever had, but i feel good about the decision to eat it. i am also unsure of the kind of shark, but i like to believe it was a great white.
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