While standing in the surf watching the better-half and The Niece swim, I had a brilliant idea.
We purchased these from a fisherman:
I made a boil out of some of the supplies we’d brought with us. They were the most amazing shrimp–big, juicy, a little sweet and so very fresh. I told The Niece if I passed out and hit my head she’d know it was because of how good they were. She declined to eat any—I need to work on that kid.
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Mmmm, they look so good. I miss being able to eat shrimp. Did you save one for Simon?