On the way home we stopped at a seaside place in Santa Isabel for a late dinner. The restaurant had octopus and red snapper on the menu and a gi-normous fake crab on the wall. There was a picture of the Pope (John Paul, not Benedict) next to some rotting fruit in the corner. While waiting for our order, Samuel said, "Hey guys, look at that crab." Lo and behold, there on the floor, not far from the Pope, WAS a crab measuring about 8" across. He was so still, I thought he was fake! The avuncular owner (a word from my ACT), tried to shoo what was now clearly a live crab out the back door. They looked like they were dancing, as the elderly man shuffled and shimmied and finally swept the crab out the back door...or was it the kitchen door??
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Fountain of Youth
On the way home we stopped at a seaside place in Santa Isabel for a late dinner. The restaurant had octopus and red snapper on the menu and a gi-normous fake crab on the wall. There was a picture of the Pope (John Paul, not Benedict) next to some rotting fruit in the corner. While waiting for our order, Samuel said, "Hey guys, look at that crab." Lo and behold, there on the floor, not far from the Pope, WAS a crab measuring about 8" across. He was so still, I thought he was fake! The avuncular owner (a word from my ACT), tried to shoo what was now clearly a live crab out the back door. They looked like they were dancing, as the elderly man shuffled and shimmied and finally swept the crab out the back door...or was it the kitchen door??