In article >,
Wayne Lundberg > wrote:
>You are sitting under a thatched palm with your most significant other.
>Let's pretend that I'm a he and she's a she. There is a lagoon about a
>football field length to our back, and in front of us are gently rolling
>waves bringing warm water to within yards in gentle waves. You can hear the
>seagulls as they play the waters and goodies you toss to them. The breeze is
>soothing and the aromas coming from your chef, the fisherman, that unknown
>genius of the kitchen is whafing ever so gently across your scent of smell.
>A bit of charcoal? A bit of onion on the grill? A whif of garlic and onion
>with a tad of some green chile?
[wonderful]

Man Wayne that brings me back. I had this experience south of Cozumel
back in the late 80s. It was possibly the best meal experience I
have ever had. Thanks for the reminiscences....

Have a good weekend all!

Johann


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