My busy travel schedule put me in Bermuda where I could not pass up on eating fish at nearly every meal. I mean, come on... I am on an island and they have some local "rock fish" that was delicious. I can eat almonds and broccoli anywhere, but whole on an island for two days I felt fish was a legitimate choice.
Then I was at dinner with a friend in Orlando and there was nothing on the menu that could even begin to look vegan. My choice was lettuce and some tomatoes or Fish Tacos. I went for the fish tacos. Besides, I attended college in San Diego in the 1980s and fish tacos were just finding their way into the culture. I have always been a fan of this delightful food from the days when you could only get them in Mexico and San Diego. As an early adopter of the fish in a tortilla, I feel a kinship with this taco product.
Next stop, Boston. A friend and I went to dinner and he wanted sushi. I like sushi, and since my wife does not like to eat raw fish, I figured I would not be having the opportunity any time soon. WOW, it was good.
While I had been eating small amounts of fish on the weekends, this week of travel put sea creatures in my mouth nearly everyday. I rationalized it each time, but in the end I did not regret my fish eating adventures.
I think my vegan diet is making me live better... but you know, I have no problem with eating a little meat. Plus, there is even a name for those who just eat fish with their veggies..... "Pescatarian". I figure if someone has named it, it must be a real thing.
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