Last week I had the wonderful privileged of spending a few fun-filled days in Kauai with my wife and her family. It was the most beautiful place I've ever visited, to say the least. Along with the beautiful beaches, jungles, and oceans, there was amazing cuisine as well. And when you go to Hawaii you know that there's at least one thing that they do very well: FISH.
I've never been much of a fish-lover. I mean, I really like lobster and crab, but I can't do trout, salmon, and some of the other "fishy" fish. That salty taste of the sea just doesn't sing to my tastebuds like it does some people. It actually boggles my mind that some people love the taste of fishy-ness. I'm not so sure I ever will. Even when a caesar salad is particularly sardiney, I can't really handle it. I'm a wuss, whatever.
Anyway, one night we ate at a nice restaurant in Koloa called The Beach House. This place specialized in super-fresh, local fish so they had a lot of good dishes. One of the best decisions we made that night was to order the ceviche. Now, if you've never heard of ceviche it's basically a Central American dish made of raw fish, marinated in lime juice, and mixed with tons of different herbs, spices, and vegetables. Things like: Onions, tomatoes, and cilantro.
It totally sounds weird, but it was absolutely INCREDIBLE! It was one of the best things I tried in Hawaii. It was so fresh and delicious, and wasn't fishy at all. I probably would have never ordered it on my own, so I'm thankful for my father-in-law for having a little more broader taste than me.
The moral of the story: try new things! Except blood sausage, I'm probably not trying that. Or tripe either. Gross.
But I have definitely decided to be more adventurous because of this experience. And for that I say, "Thank you, ceviche. You are delicious and I love you."